The Indian
Ten
Commandments
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1.
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Treat the earth and all that dwell thereon with
respect. |
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2.
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Remain close to the Great Spirit. |
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3.
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Show good respect for your fellow
beings. |
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4.
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Work together for the benefit of all
mankind. |
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5.
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Give assistance and kindness where ever
needed. |
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6.
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Do what you know to be right. |
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7.
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Look after the well-being of mind and
body. |
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8.
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Dedicate a share of your assets to the greater
good. |
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9.
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Be truthful and honest at all times. |
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10.
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Take full responsibility for your
actions. |
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TRADITIONAL
NATIVE
AMERICAN PRAYER
0 Great Spirit 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 me 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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SIOUX
PRAYER
0 our Father, the Sky, hear
us and make us strong.
0 our Mother the Earth, hear
us and give us support.
0 Spirit of the East, send us
your Wisdom.
0 Spirit of the South, may we tread your
path of life.
0 Spirit of the West, may we always be
ready for the long journey.
0 Spirit of the North, purify
us with your cleansing winds.
PAWNEE OSAGE
OMAHA INDIAN SONG
Remember, remember the circle of the
sky
the stars and the brown eagle
the supernatural
winds
breathing night and day
from the four
directions
Remember, remember the great life of the
sun
breathing on the earth
it lies upon the earth
to bring
out life upon the earth
life covering the earth
Remember,
remember the sacredness of things
running streams and
dwellings
the young within the nest
a hearth for sacred
fire
the holy flame of fire
NAVAJO
CHANT
The
mountains, I become part of it.
The herbs, the fir tree, I
become part of it.
The morning mists, the clouds, the
gathering waters,
I become part of it.
The wilderness,
the dew drops, the pollen ...
I become part of
it. |