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Oh Great Spirit of the tall green hills

and herds of geeat roaming buffalo

Great Spirit of the shining sun

and of wild winds that blow

Oh Great Spirit of the Red Man

please keep my soul clean and free

to enjoy the things that you have made

bright flowers, singing birds and trees

Let me hear your voice

in thunder and the lightening

and in the soft and gentle rain

let me feel gladness and love

but let me also feel much pain

so my spirit will always know

that I am much alive

and still have much to learn and much to gain

Let me seek resolve and strength

to fight my enemy

your enemy, and myself when I am weak

and let my words be elequent whenere I speak

to teach my people

the things that you would have them hear

about you, your beautious wilderness

wild creeks, black bears and deer

Let me come to you with a searching mind

and clean hands

and know that I have not defiled

my home, my people or my lands

let my ears hear loud, your voice

to do your bidding always

the things that make your soul rejoice

Give me sharp eye sight

to see this place, the stars that hang in space

the moon lighs golden gleam

reflected of some sparkling sylven stream

Oh Great Spirit of the Red Man

let me try

and not defy

your will so rare

and let me not destroy

my heritage so old and fair

and may your peace

rule over all this earth

this land so great and roud

this kingdom of my birth

oh Great Spirit, whose voice I hear

in every living thing

Please send us food

to give us strength

that we might bring

homage and honor to you on high

so to decorate your lodge up in the sky

Oh Great Spirit of the Seminole

our tribe of  people so enlightened

and so old

Please keep us safe and free

from the dreaded white man

our bold enemy

for we have been ambushed and badly used

and we have paid our debts in land and blood

our many fines

Please let the totem of our great warrior

the gallant Osceola

our great chief and our friend

until the white betrayed him too, in the end

Let his totem the great black bear of the Seminole

protect us in the night and day

and let him take control

and keep us safe till we are grey and old

and may I learn your lessons

fron every rock and tree

and open up my mind

that I may see

and know your will

and when I see the sunsets golden hue

let me remember that they came from you

and keep this land of Seminole

so brave and bold

and be always  sacred to you

in this place of old

And may our lives be always with you

oh greatest one

until we're one with you above the sun

Oh Great Spirit of the Seminole

so free

hear me

hear me