Oh 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 you without shame.
-Yellow Hawk, Sioux Chief
Oh Great Spirit
Let your voice whisper righteousness in our ear
through the west wind in the late of the day.
Let us be comforted with love
for our brothers and sisters with no war.
Let us hold good health mentally and physically
to solve our problems and accomplish something
for future generations of life.
Let us be sincere to ourselves and our youth
and make the world a better place to live.