The Horse's Prayer

The Horse's Prayer

To thee, my master, I offer my prayer. Feed me, water and care for me. When the day's work is done provide me with shelter, a clean dry bed and stall wide enough for me to lie down in comfort. Talk to me. Your voice often means as much to me as the reins. Pet me sometimes, that I may serve you the more gladly and learn to love you.

Do not jerk the reins and do not whip me, when it is not my fault. Never strike, beat or kick me when I do not understand you. Watch over me, and if I fail to do your bidding, see if something is not wrong with my harness or my feet.

Examine my teeth, when I do not eat. I may have a sore tooth, and that, you know is very unpleasant. Do not tie my head in an unnatural position or take away my best defense against flies and mosquitoes by cutting off my tail.

And finally: Oh my master, when my useful strength is gone, do not turn me out to starve or freeze or sell me to some cruel owner to be slowly tortured and starved to death. But do, thou my master, take my life in the kindest way and your god will reward you here and hereafter.

You will not consider me irreverent, if I ask this in the name of him who was born in a stable.


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