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Native American Poetry
O Great Spirit
Whose voice I hear in the winds,
And whose breath gives life to all the world,
Hear me!
I am small and weak, I need your strength and wisdom.
Let me walk in beauty,
Make my eyes
Ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made
And my ears sharp to hear Your voice.
Make me wise
So that I may understand the things
You have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons
You have hidden in every leaf and rock.
I seek strength,
Not to be greater than my brother,
But to fight my greatest enemy
--my selfishness.
Make me always ready to come to You
With clean hands and straight eyes.
So when life fades, as the fading sunset,
My spirit may come to You without shame.
Bless the wisdom of the Holy One above us;
Bless the truth of the Holy One beneath us;
Bless the love of the Holy One within us.
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