TEACHINGS OF PRAYERS
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By J.C. High Eagle

Oh, Great Spirit,
Show me the path of
real love,
show me the path of
real light.
Lift my spirit on wings
to above,
and be free as an eagle
in flight.

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Out of many who
touch me everyday,
there is one--
You, Great Spirit,
who really knows me.

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Oh, Chief-of-all-chiefs;
You of many names,
Bring back the
Forgotten ways--
For they beckon to me
Like the little salmon
That swam to sea and
Returned to the
Stream home.

Return me
To where
I belong.

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Hide nothing
from man.
Great Spirit
already knows
what lies in the
heart.

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In beauty,
I walk.
In reverence to
the Great Spirit,
softly I tread.

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The Great Spirit,
greatest of all mysteries,
is in everything.
In the fields we plant.
In the stone for arrows.
In the buffalo we hunt.
In the path of the rainbow.
Great Spirit
is in everything.
EVERYTHING!

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Oh, Great Spirit,
Your voice is carried in the storm,
and in the winds that blow gently.
All is of one spirit.
You remind us.

Listen to the wind!
Its voice sings of the beauty
of the Mother Earth and Father Sky.

Listen to the wind!
I hear voices and drums of
songs of yesterdays.

Listen to the wind!
The secrets of the past lie
concealed in its breath.

Unity is our reverence,
our relationship to all things
You have created and made visible.
When Your voice--the thunder speaks,
my ears open wide
to receive Your words,
Your guidance.

Stormdancers are we all upon
the Mother Earth.

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Oh, Great Spirit,
Everywhere I look
I see where you have been,
I see what you have touched,
I see Your face in all things--
And the mystery of life
behind it.

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THANK YOU, CREATOR!
By J.C. High Eagle


Thank you, Creator, for the lessons you give,
Thank you, Creator for the chance to live,
To learn about life’s happiness and sorrow,
To learn all I can without promise of tomorrow.


Thank you, Creator, for Your plentiful gifts,
Thank you, Creator, for Your words that lift,
To reach beyond to the higher ground,
To the love You give, and the joys I’ve found.


Thank you, Creator, for all you do,
Thank you, Creator, for making my dreams come true,
To live in celebration for another day like today
Is all I wish, all I pray.

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INDIAN VERSION OF THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM

The Great Father above, a shepherd Chief is.
I am His and with Him, I want not.
He throws out to me a rope
And the name of the rope is love.
And He draws me to where the grass is green,
And I eat and lie down and am satisfied.

Sometimes my heart is very weak
And falls down,
But He lifts me up again and
Draws me into a good road.
His name is WONDERFUL.

Sometime,
It may be very soon,
It may be a long, long time,
He will draw me into a valley.
It is dark there, but I’ll be afraid not,
For it is in between those mountains that
The Shepherd Chief will meet me and
The hunger that I have in my heart
All through this life
Will be satisfied.

He gives me a staff to lean upon.
He spreads a table before me with
All kinds of foods.
He puts His hand upon my head and
All the “tired” is gone.
My cup He fills till it runs over.

What I tell is true.
I lie not.
These roads that are “away ahead”
Will stay with me through this life
And after:
And afterwards I will go to live
In the Big Tipi
And sit down with the
SHEPHERD CHIEF forever.

~By Isabel Crawford
Missionary to plains Indians

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AN INDIAN’S LORD’S PRAYER

Oh, Great Mysteries, Our Father,
You are in Your land,
Your place of being.
Some day,
This land will be like Yours.
Mother Earth like heaven.

This day,
When You give us bread
You pity us,
You have mercy on us,
We, too,
Whoever it might be.
You will take us
Around the
Unclean things.

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~ The Lord's Prayer ~
Ugvwiyuhi Udadolistanvi

Translated English/Cherokee

Provided by the Cherokee Nation
Cultural Resource Center
E-mail: cultural@cherokee.org

Our Father heaven dweller.
Ogidoda galvladi hehi.

My Loving will be (to) Thy name.
Galvquodiyu gesesdi detsadovi.

Your Lordship Let it make its appearance.
Tsagvwiyuhi gesv wigananugoi.

Here upon earth let happen what you think.
Ani elohi winigalisda hadanvdisgvi.

The same as in heaven is done.
Nasgiya ganulvdi tsinigalisdiha.

Daily our food give to us this day.
Nidadodatlusv ogalisdayvdi sgivsi gohi iga.

Forgive us our debts, the same as we forgive our debtors
Digesgivsiquono desgidugvi nasgiya tsidigayotsineho tsotsidugi.

And do not temptation being lead us into.
Ale tlasdi udagoliyediyi gesv widisgiyatinvstanvgi.

Deliver us from evil existing
Sgiyudalesgesdiquosgini uyo gesvi.

For thine your Lordship is.
Tsatseligayeno tsagvwiyuhi gesvi.

And the power is.
Ale tsalinigidiyi gesvi.


And the glory is forever.
Ale etsalvguodiyu gesv nigohilvi.

Amen ~ Emenv

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Oh, Great Spirit . . .
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Whose voice in the winds,
I hear,
and whose breath gives life
to all the world,
Hear me--
Before You, I come,
one of Your many children!

Small and weak, am I.
Your strength and wisdom,
I need.
Make me walk in beauty.
Make my heart respect all you have made--
Make me wise so that I may know
all you have taught my people
The lessons you have hidden
in every leaf and rock.

I seek strength not to be
superior to my brothers and sisters,
Make me able to fight
my greatest enemy-- myself.
Make me ready to stand before You
with clean hands,
and straight eyes.

When life fades,
as the fading sunset,
may our spirits stand before You
without shame!

I have spoken . . .

~ Credited to Chief Yellow Lark, Lakota

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These are some of the Teachings of PRAYERS. Wisdoms uncovered in my own journey path.
So live, too, your life in a way that you may discover the rest! Aho! . . . .

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