Thou has prepared a pitch before us in the presence of our enemies.

Thou anoointest our head with scrum cap and sweat.

 

Surely victory and mercy shall follow us all the minutes of this game, and we shall dwell in our opposing sides Try Zone forever.

 

Yeah, though I play in the valley of the shadow of Div III rugby

I will fear no evil: For my mates are with me

With strength and speed they support me.

 

Help our hands to catch and release the ball

Grant us the wisdom to know when to do each

Bless and guide our boots and boney bits to deliver swift justice to our enemies transgressions.

 

Forgive the Ref for his shortfalls: We ask his sight be true, and whistle just.

 

We give thanks for taking the Pitch as Pirates...

 

Arrrrgh.