The War Prayer

The War Prayer
By Mark Twain
Reader’s Theater Edition #5 ~ Team Version
Adapted for reader’s theater (or readers theatre) by Aaron Shepard
PREVIEW: A mysterious stranger attends a church service on the eve of war.

GENRE: Fables (original), satire READERS: 4
CULTURE: American (early 20th century) READER AGES: 12 and up
THEME: War and peace; patriotism LENGTH: 5 minutes
READER 1—Citizen 1
READER 2—Citizen 2, Minister
READER 3—Citizen 3, Stranger
READER 4—Citizen 4
CITIZEN 1: It was a time of great and uplifting excitement. The

country was up in arms, and the war was on.
CITIZEN 4: In our small town, every breast burned with the holy
fire of patriotism. Drums beat, bands played, toy pistols popped,
firecrackers hissed and spluttered. On every street, a fluttering
wilderness of flags flashed in the sun.
CITIZEN 2: Daily the young volunteers marched down the avenue,

smart and fine in their new uniforms.
CITIZEN 3: Proud fathers and mothers and sisters and sweethearts

cheered with voices choked with emotion.
CITIZEN 1: Nightly we packed the public meetings, where patriotic

speeches stirred our hearts to the deepest deep. At every other
word, we burst in with cyclones of applause, even as tears ran down
our cheeks.
CITIZEN 4: A half dozen rash dissenters dared to disapprove of the

war and cast doubt on its righteousness.
CITIZEN 2: But they right away got such a stern and angry warning
that they quickly shrank from sight and offended no more.
CITIZEN 3: It was indeed a glad and gracious time.
***
CITIZEN 1: Sunday morning came and our church was filled. It was
the day before the battalions would leave for the front.
CITIZEN 4: The volunteers were there, their young faces alight with
visions of glorious victory. Beside them were their proud and happy
dear ones, as well as envious neighbors with no sons or brothers of
their own to send forth to the field of honor.
CITIZEN 1: The minister read a war chapter from the Old

Testament.
CITIZEN 4: Then an organ blast shook the building, and together

we rose with glowing eyes and beating hearts to pour out that
tremendous invocation,
ALL (except STRANGER):
God the all-terrible! Thou who ordainest

Thunder thy clarion and lightning thy sword!
CITIZEN 1: Then came the minister’s prayer.
CITIZEN 4: Never in our church had we heard the like of it for

passionate pleading and moving language.
MINISTER: Ever-merciful and benign Father of us all, watch over

our noble young soldiers. Bless and shield them in the day of battle
and the hour of peril. Bear them in Thy mighty hand, make them
invincible in the bloody onslaught. Grant to them and to their flag
and country imperishable honor and glory. . . .
CITIZEN 1: An aged stranger entered from the back and moved up
the aisle with slow and noiseless step. His long body was clothed in
a robe that reached to his feet, and his white hair fell in a frothy
waterfall to his shoulders. His rough face was unnaturally pale,
almost ghostly.
CITIZEN 4: With all our eyes on him, he ascended to the minister’s

side and stood there, waiting. The minister’s own eyes were shut in
prayer, and he went on unaware of the stranger.
MINISTER: Grant us victory, O Lord our God, Father and Protector

of our land and flag. Amen.
CITIZEN 1: The stranger touched the startled minister on the arm

and motioned him to step aside. The minister did so, and the
stranger took his place.
CITIZEN 4: For some moments he surveyed his spellbound

audience, then spoke in a solemn voice.
STRANGER: I come from the Throne of Heaven, bearing a message

from Almighty God.
CITIZEN 1: The words smote us with a shock.
CITIZEN 4: If the stranger noticed, he gave no heed.
STRANGER: You have heard your minister pray, “Grant us victory,

O Lord our God.” The Lord too has heard this prayer, and He will
grant it—if such is your desire. But first I am commanded to explain
to you its full meaning. For it is not one prayer, but two—one
spoken, the other not. Listen now to the silent prayer:
“O Lord our God, help us tear the enemy soldiers to bloody
shreds. Help us cover their smiling fields with their patriot dead.
Help us drown the thunder of guns with the shrieks of their
wounded.
“God our Father, help us lay waste the enemy’s homes with a
hurricane of fire. Help us send out their women and children and
elderly to wander homeless in rags and hunger and thirst.
“For our sakes who adore Thee, Lord, fill the hearts of the
enemy with helpless fear and grief. Break their spirits, blast their
hopes, and blight their lives. All this we ask in the spirit of Love, of
Him Who is the source of Love. Amen.”
(pauses) You have prayed it. If you still desire it, speak! The
messenger of the Most High waits.
***
CITIZEN 1: Afterward, we agreed the man must have been a

lunatic. What he said made no sense at all.

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Adapted for reader’s theater (or readers theatre) by Aaron Shepard

PREVIEW: A mysterious stranger attends a church service on the eve of war.

CITIZEN 1: It was a time of great and uplifting excitement. The

CITIZEN 2: Daily the young volunteers marched down the avenue,

CITIZEN 3: Proud fathers and mothers and sisters and sweethearts

CITIZEN 1: Nightly we packed the public meetings, where patriotic

CITIZEN 4: A half dozen rash dissenters dared to disapprove of the

CITIZEN 3: It was indeed a glad and gracious time.

CITIZEN 1: The minister read a war chapter from the Old

CITIZEN 4: Then an organ blast shook the building, and together

ALL (except STRANGER):

God the all-terrible! Thou who ordainest

CITIZEN 1: Then came the minister’s prayer.

CITIZEN 4: Never in our church had we heard the like of it for

MINISTER: Ever-merciful and benign Father of us all, watch over

CITIZEN 4: With all our eyes on him, he ascended to the minister’s

MINISTER: Grant us victory, O Lord our God, Father and Protector

CITIZEN 1: The stranger touched the startled minister on the arm

CITIZEN 4: For some moments he surveyed his spellbound

STRANGER: I come from the Throne of Heaven, bearing a message

CITIZEN 1: The words smote us with a shock.

CITIZEN 4: If the stranger noticed, he gave no heed.

STRANGER: You have heard your minister pray, “Grant us victory,

CITIZEN 1: Afterward, we agreed the man must have been a

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