O' Lord,

O' Lord,
Who's voice I hear in the winds, 
and whose breath gives life, 
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 me wise so that I may understand the 
things you have taught my people.
Let me learn the lessons you have 
hidden in every rock and leaf.
I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, 
but to fight my greatest enemy which is myself.
Make me always ready to come to you 
with clean hands and straight eyes. 
So, when life fades as the falling sunset, 
my spirit may come to you without shame.