THE FIREMAN'S PRAYER
Lay me down beside cool water
And lay to rest my body sore
Send the word out to my brothers
The fire is down, let it burn no more
Let me be ready Lord when the call comes in When the sirens wail and the engines strain When the smoke is thick and the air is thin When innocent lives, Lord in the balance hang
I've trained hard Lord and I've learned well That I'm just one part of a human chain Though it's been forged in the fires of hell Still I've known fear oh Lord, and I've prayed for rain
Lay me down beside cool water
And lay to rest my body sore
Send the word out to my brothers
The fire is down, let it burn no more
If my brother goes down Lord, let me be near Won't you let me have what the flames demand Won't you give him voice, O Lord, and let me hear
And give me the reach Lord, for his outstretched hand
Let me be ready Lord if it comes my turn
Won't you let me be strong, let me not complain Won't you let me go in and with a child return Take me young oh Lord, but not in vain
Lay me down beside cool water
And lay to rest my body sore
Send the word out to my brothers
The fire is down, let it burn no more
Lay me down beside cool water
And lay to rest my body sore
Send the word out to my brothers
The fire is down, let it burn no more
