A Hurler's Prayer

Give me o'Lord a hurler's skill

With strength of arm and speed of limb

Unerring eye for the flying ball

And courage to match them whatever befall

May my aim be steady - my stroke be true

My actions manly - my misses few

And no matter what way the game may go

May I part in friendship with every foe

When the final whistle for me is blown

And I stand at last at God's Judgement Throne

May the great Referee when he calls my name

Say ...

You hurled like a man

You played the game