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PRAYERS AND CHANTS 



701 



310 For even while I call myself poor, 

 Somewhere far off 

 Is one who is my father. 

 Beseeching the breath of the di- 

 vine one, 

 RawuKa Pautiwa, 



315 His life giving breath, 



His breath of old age 



His breath of waters, 



His breath of seeds. 



His breath of riches, 

 320 His breath of fecundity. 



His breath of power, 



His breath of strong spirit. 



His breath of all good fortune 

 whatsoever, 



Asking for his breath 

 325 And into my warm body drawing 

 his breath, 



I add to your breath 



That happily you may always live. 



To this end, my fathers, 

 330 My children : 



May you be blessed with light. 



310 ta''tcic tewuko'liya Ic'kw-anante 

 ho'Jomackona tcu'wa tatc i'li- 



Ean'a 

 Ea'pin ho'i 



Eil'wuHa 



jja'utiwa 

 315 an o'na\ya''nalfa j5i"nan-e 



an la'cialfa pi"nane 



an Eacima pi"nan'e 



an to'wa conan pi"nan-e 



a"n u'tenan pi"nan'e 

 320 an te'apEunan pi"nan'e 



an sa'wanilfa pi"nan-e 



an tse'makwin tsume pi"nan"e 



kwahoi temla pi"nan ho"i te"ona 

 pi"nan ai'ncemana 



yam ce'Jnakwi 

 325 {5i"nan a'na'kwa'toEana 



to'na ho' pi"nan te'liupa 



a'ka Ee'tsanici 



lion tewanan a"'teEan'a. 



tewuna' hom a-'tatcu 

 330 hom tea' we 



lo' te'Eohanan ya'niktcia'tu 



