"God please forgive me for my sins. Please keep me safe as I ride, help me not to get hurt or to hurt others, Amen".

I have also been known to pray..."God, please help me get up this hill".

Word! The last two days have been "God, please get me out of this wind!" :D

Please ass hat, don't let some god run me over.

or

God grant me
The strength to change the things I can
Serenity to accept the things I can't
and the wisdom to know the difference.

Being a heathen, I do not pray.
But sure as hell keep my eye on traffic!

Or somebody refers to a Biretta and you don't think of a sidearm .

Bill, the other Episcopalian

Hi Other Bill,

I hadn't thought about that one but we just had the Bishop's visit for our priest's retirement from the U.S. Army Reserves. You cannot walk into our church and just say Hi Bill, about 8 of us turn around and reply. Makes for funny looks.

Bill, the Episcopalian

Ah! Another Irishman! That was the exact prayer I too thought of for this thread. And as for the section "May the road rise to meet you" has always seemed to me to be the down hill side of the hill.

I need one that's shorter. Like short enough to say between when I realize I'm going to crash and when the lights actually go out.

"Thanks for the last 15 minutes of the ability to ride!"

That was my interpretation. You never bless anyone except with the backside of the hill, going down.

THIS was what immediately came to mind when I read the thread title. Nothing else is needed.

Re "The road rising up to meet you".

I always thought this sounded like you were hitting the ground with your face. When I'm riding a bike, the last thing I want to see is the road rising up to meet me. Although that in itself might generate a very short recitation. :)

Protect me, my bicycle , and all I pass by, with a steady hand, and a watchful eye . (Got that off a visor clip in my car.)

There's Calvin's prayer (from Calvin and Hobbs): "Give me the strength to change what I can, the inability to accept what I can't, and the incapacity to tell the difference."

Alan Shepard's apocryphal prayer shortly before the blast off of Mercury Freedom 7 is useful in many situations: "Dear Lord, please don't let me **** **."

I've been known to utter: "Phlat, I have honored you by repairing the unintended deflations of my riding companions. I carry a patch kit, a spare tube and a pump in your name. I pray it is your will for the air to remain in my tires during this ride."

The mere fact that we're all of us geezers are still around is uncontestable proof of devine intervention.

Very true- let it continue for a long time