the fisherman’s prayer

Note to whoever winds up saying some words over my dead body someday . . . if you’re looking for something that captures my love for the Lord and my love of fishing, here ya’ go:

God grant that I may fish
until my dying day.
And when it comes to my last cast,
I then most humbly pray,
When in the Lord’s safe landing net
I’m peacefully asleep,
That in his mercy I be judged
as big enough to keep.

(Author unknown to me)

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