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Dispatchers Prayers


You Have Hearts Of Gold

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This is dedicated to all telecommunications officers everywhere.

You do a very important job and sometimes take a lot of abuse from the public.

You do so very much for such very little recognition.

You are the "Heartbeat & Lifeline"that holds the "FORCE" together.

We Thank You and We Respect You.


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This is a collection of Dispatcher's Prayers .If you have a different version,please e-mail me and I will post it here.

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The Voice

From the voice that you take with you,

on each and every run

The one who never sees you

when you may reach for your gun.

I give you the honor,

and the respect that your job deserves.

With the hope of you believing,

I NEVER WANT YOU HURT!

I can't see the child struck down,

or see the Mother's tears,

And I can't see the blood and gore,

left from one too many beers.

But I can hear the emotion,

you try so hard to hide,

And I can hear the pain you feel,

of another child that died.

I talk to you and laugh and laugh

at your bad jokes and schemes,

I even sit and listen to your

retirement hopes and dreams.

I do not see you often,

That may be for the best,

If so I might get careless,

and lump you with the rest.

I can't stop the bullet,

I can't give you peace and make you rest,

to face another day.

I can't stop the fight before you're there,

can't wipe your sweating brow,

But I CAN hope and pray for you,

that you will be safe somehow.

I talk to frantic people,

try to get the facts you need,

so you will be ever prepared,

to face the horrible deed.

I send you out to fight the drunk,

I pray he has no gun,

Dear God, Please help me hear him well,

and see US through this run.

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And when my day is over,

I pray before I sleep,

Dear God, Please keep my officers safe,

supply just what they need.

Help me always manage,

to be patient, kind and calm,

I know that there are many times,

they feel so all alone.

*

Help me do the best I can,

get them safely through the day,

and somehow let them know, Dear Lord,

YOU WILL lead our way.

*

Show them Lord, the voice they take,

everywhere they go,

wants to do the best they can,

and that I am not their foe.

Teach us Lord, that with your help,

We CAN all survive,

and do our jobs with grace and ease,

Together, with great pride.

*

May all of those who wear a uniform and who protect

us everyday, come home to the ones they

love, just like they left that day.

*

I praise everyone of us who work in the Emergency

Services field, whether they be Volunteer or Paid.

THANK YOU FOR DOING THE JOB THAT YOU DO!!!

*

Author Unknown, submitted by Linda Olmstead (Gryeyes911)

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Dispatcher's Prayer

Lord, They're in our hands tonight,

Yours and mine -

Those guys 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.

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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 "ten-four,"

As they let me know they have

survived one time more.

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I know a part of them that few others ever 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 more be.

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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 a happenstance.

Duty will beckon, "Come, time to take another chance."

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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 "nine-one-one."

*

Let me, Lord, speak, calm and clear,

To those out there while I'm in here.

I'm 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.

© Capt. Thomas D. Trent, Ford County Sheriff Office - Dodge City, KS

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A Dispatcher's Prayer

From those of us behind the mic

who never really see the sights

We give to you the honor

and respect you so deserve,

With hope of being comrads

and seen for what we're worth.

I'm not on the accident scene

to see the blood and gore,

I see the answers in your eyes

when you walk in the door.

I need not ask you questions,

the answers matter not.

All I can do is offer coffee,

yes, it's fresh and hot.

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I'll talk with you and keep it light

and laugh at your bad jokes.

Don't think for a minute

that I don't really know

the battle raging in your mind

that humor covers . . . but your face belies.

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I cannot stop the bullet

from the loaded gun

Nor light the darkened alley

through which you must run.

I cannot ward off the blows

you may suffer in a fight

Nor give you back the rest

you lose on sleepless nights.

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I can make sure you have the facts

and face your call prepared.

I can make sure you're not alone

and get your backup there.

I can keep for you an efficient log

to make your report complete.

Most of all, I can pray for you

each night before I sleep.

*

Dear God . . . Please keep my guys safe

and lead them through the night.

Don't let them fall from snipers bullets

nor bleed from stabbing knives.

Save them from the drunk that drives

as they patrol our roads.

Return them safely to their wives

and let them always know . . .

those of us behind the mic

worry night and day.

They are the reason

that I kneel to pray.

*

Lesia Andera

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Radio Dispatcher Prayer

Lord help us radio dispatchers.

We need your guiding hand.

We need your wisdom, too Lord,

To fill the demands of men.

We gather up the traffic

from all around the state.

We're yelled and screamed at unduly,

which only causes hate.

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It's ten-four this and ten-four that.

We hear it all day long.

We have to write a thousand notes

and answer all the phones.

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The patrolmen in their cars, Lord,

they growl when we answer late

when all they really wanted

was a measly twenty-eight.

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We listen to the story of a mother

whose child has run away.

We hear of the missing husband

who drinks up all his pay.

*

Our job is so confusing

we know not where to start.

We pull our hair and grit our teeth

and tear the room apart.

*

It's enough to cause an ulcer, Lord.

Our nerves grow more tense.

It's just a thousand wonders

we've got a grain of sense.

*

So you bless us real good, Lord.

And hold us by the hand.

Help us under existing circumstances

to do the best we can.

*

Amen.

W. R. Borsch, JR

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Telecommunicator's Prayer

Lord, in order to do my job better, please give me:

The patience of Job,

The wisdom of Solomon,

The hide of an elephant,

The knowledge of law,

The ability to see around corners,

through walls and read minds,

The ability to remember the location

of every street,road, apartment

and business in town and country,

And the strength to carry this load of perfection.

Author Unknown

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The Voice In The Radio

When the officers listen to the radio

Do they hear the person who's talking?

Or do they merely hear the voice?

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Do they hear the emotions we feel?

Do they hear when we're smiling at what we're being told?

Do they hear when we're frustrated

when we can't copy them?

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Can they hear when we've become upset by a call?

Can they hear the tears welling in our eyes

when we've taken a distressing call?

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Can they hear when we're anxious about their safety?

Can they hear how much we worry about them?

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Most of all, do they hear the

real person behind that voice on the radio?

Author Jenni Campbell,1998

Please visit Jenni at

Jen 911

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