Thursday, October 17, 2013

An Indian Prayer

The following came in a mailing from an American Indian nation asking for donations to their school. The simple, pure prose appealed to me because it uses words I prefer to formal prayers with their thees and thous.

Genuine humility is an important element when one is praying and this prayer embodies that -- for me, anyway. The author is not credited.

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, and 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 we 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 -- myself.

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.

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