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 meak
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 to you without shame.
I am African-American with indigenous ancestry, and may I say that I'm even a little uncomfortable honoring my Native ancestry with this incantation. I just wanted to comment, not to deny your authenticity, but to tell others, that Native American and other ethnic/race-specific paraphernalia are closed off. Just as respect to those who have access to those traditions.
So, a quick Google and this is a prayer from 1887 by Chief Yellow Lark that somebody uploaded. Whether this will work for you or not, I cannot say, but maybe do some research and talk to people following native spiritualism instead of using anything you see on the internet no questions asked.
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