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An Indian Version of the Twenty-Third Psalm

Author Unknown
posted by Robert J. Young
[permission is given to reprint with credit noted]

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 the water clear and cool, 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 path. His name is Wonderful.

Sometime, it may be very soon, it may be many, many moons, 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 greet 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 feast before me and all kinds of foods. He puts His hand upon my head and all the "tired" is gone. My bowl He fills till it runs over. What I tell is true, I lie not. These paths that are "away ahead" will stay with me through this life and after, and afterwards I will go to live in the Big Tepee and sit down with the Shepherd Chief forever.

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