Father, bless the raggedy old man
The one we know not the circumstance.
Who has battled the war torn life of a veteran.
Learning to live in a life after combat
With a heart weary from battle scars.
Ease the pain and discomfort of nightmares
Of recurring memories seeing comrades down.
Facing boldly the ignorant and mocking sneers.
Learning to cope in a judgmental society
With shoulders broad and standing tall.
Holding on to the faith in liberty's defense
To lift up other nations so suppressed.
Building confidence in the down trodden
Offering hope and peace and rest
To nations that were sorely oppressed.
Father, let me see not a raggedy old man
But only your beautiful child in an earlier land.
An adoring baby in the arms of a young mother
A lad so carefree filled with joy and laughter
Before he was called by life to defend.
Father, thank You for the raggedy old man
Called by You to help make our nation grand.
Used by You during his life so prime
To go off to war and dedicate his life
To serve as an emissary in Your perfect time.
Father, lift up the veterans through all time
For many have given all and gone to the grave.
May I just say I thank God for each
And respect those that are serving today.
Give us wisdom to honor and celebrate the brave
So, Father, please bless the raggedy old man
That is hurting from a war many have forgotten.
This young soldier from an earlier time,
Now is struggling with a war strained mind
Fighting to endure life till he's called home.
