O Great Spirit, Whose voice I hear in
the winds,
and whose breath gives
life to all the world,
hear me, I come before
you, one of your children.
I am small and weak. I
need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty and
make my eyes
ever behold the red and
purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the
things you have made,
my ears sharp to hear your
voice.
Make me wise so that I may
know the things you
have taught my people,
the lesson you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength not to be
superior to my brothers,
but to be able to fight my
greatest enemy, myself.
Make me ever ready to come
to you with clean hands and straight eyes,
so when life fades as a
fading sunset,
my spirit may come to you
without shame.
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