Lord,They're In Our Hands Tonight,Yours And Mine-
Those Guys And Gal's Who Keep The Peace And Fight The Crime.
They're Men With Wives And Families,
And Feelings, too.
They Give Themselves For Our Protection,Those Men In Blue.
I know My Part In This Is Crucial, Too.
I Must Inform Those Men In Blue.
When Trouble Strikes, And Where.
And Send Them Quickly, No Time To Spare.
I Cannot See The Scene From
Where I Sit. My Eyes And Ears Scan The Console,Brightly Lit.
I Must Wait In.. Blind Suspense To Hear Each "10-4",
As They Let Me Know They Have Survived One More Time.
I Know A Part Of Them That Few Others.
See Their Eyes Reflecting Scenes Depicting How Cruel Life Can
Really Be. A Battered Child, A Senseless Wreck, Or A
Murderer Set Free. A Brother In Arms Shot Down Never To Be.
I"ll Make The Coffee, And Keep It Fresh And Strong
They"ll Stop By For A Cup Or Two But Not For Long
Another Call, A Plea, or Just Happenstance. Duty Will Beckon, Come,
Time To Take Another Chance"
I"ll Answer The Phone And Questions Too. And Dig Out The Stats
And Records They Ask Me To.
I'll type The Reports And Of Course, Joke With
Them Some.
I"ll Even Put Off That Reporter Who Dials In On 911".
let Me, Lord Speak Calm
And Clear, To Those Out There While I am Here.
I am Their Link,And They Are Mine
In This Partnership Of Fighting Crime It Seems To Me That We're
All A Team They, You, And Me,
I Mean I"ll Do My Best , And They Will Too. But, Still Lord, We Need
You To See Us Through.


Amen.


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