THE 23RD PSALM
The lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures,
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me in the path of righteousness
for His name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of death, I will fear no evil,
for Thou art with me;
Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the
presence of mine enemies
Thou anointest my head with oil,
my cup runeth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
St. Michael, Heavens glorious Commissioner of Police,
who once so neatly and successfully cleared Gods premises of all its undesirables,
look with kindly and professional eye on your earthly force.
Give us cool heads, stout hearts, hard punches, an uncanny flair for
investigation and wise judgment.
Make us the terror of burglars, the friend of children and law-abiding
citizens, kind to strangers, polite to bores, strict with law-breakers
and impervious to temptations.
You know, St. Michael, from your own experiences with the devil that the police officer's
lot on earth is not always a happy one;
but your sense of duty that so pleased God,
your hard knocks that so surprised the devil,
and your angelic self-control give us inspiration.
And when we lay down our nightsticks, enroll us in your Heavenly Force,
where we will be proud to guard the throne of God as we have been to
guard the city of men
Amen
"Let Them Not Be Forgotten"
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