During our work with the horses here we get very attached to them and they
part of the family. When one of them is taken from us due to sickness
or old age it is a great loss, like
losing a very close friend you have looked after for years. What is
especially difficult is the taking the decision to have them put down and then
going through the removal of the body.
This page and those connected to it are all dedicated to the horses that have
touched our lives and now we have lost.
The following is a copy of the horses prayer. The name of the author
has been lost and the research I have done suggests that it was found scratched
into the wall of a stable in England a long time ago. There are many
different versions of it around some shorter and some in more modern language.
But it helps us get through the loss of one of our beloved horses
The Horses Prayer
To Thee, my Master, I offer my
Feed me, water and care for me,
And when the day's work is done,
provide me with shelter, a clean dry bed and a stall wide enough for me to
lie down in comfort.
Be always be gentle to me, and
talk to me. Your voice often means more to me than the reins.
Pat me sometimes, that I may
serve you the more gladly and learn to love you.
Do not jerk the reins, and do not
whip me when going uphill.
Never strike, beat or kick me
when I do not understand what you mean, but give me a chance to understand
Watch me, and if I fail to do
your bidding, see if something is not wrong with my harness or my feet.
Do draw the straps too tight so
that I cannot have the free use of my head.
If you insist that I wear
blinkers, so that I cannot see behind me as was intended I should, I pray
you be careful that the blinkers stand well out from my eyes.
Do not overload me, or hitch me
where water will drip on me.
Keep me well shod.
Examine my teeth when I do not
eat; I may have an ulcerated tooth, and that, you know, is very painful.
Do not tie my head in an
unnatural position, or take away my best defence against flies by cutting
off my tail.
I cannot tell you when I am
thirsty, so please give me clean cool water often.
I cannot tell you in words when I
am sick, so watch me, that by signs you may know my condition.
Give me all possible shelter from
the hot sun, and put a blanket on me, not when I am working but when I am
standing in the cold.
Never put a frosty bit in my
mouth; first warm it by holding it a moment in your hands.
I try to carry you and your
burdens without a murmur, and wait patiently for you long hours of the day
Without the power to choose my
shoes or patch, I sometimes fall on the hard pavements which I have often
prayed might not be of wood but of such nature as to give me a safe and sure
footing. Remember that I must be ready at any moment to lose my live in your
And finally, O My Master, when my
useful strength is gone, do not turn me out to starve or graze, or sell me
to some cruel owner, to be slowly tortured and starved to death.
But do thou, My Master, take my
life in the kindest way, and your God will reward you here and hereafter.
You will not consider me irreverent if I ask this in the name of Him who was
born in a Stable.