POMARE’S PRAYER. 163 
‘¢ Jehovah, thou God of our salvation, hear our 
prayers, pardon thou our sins, and save our souls. 
Our sins are great, and more in number than the 
fishes* in the sea, and our obstinacy has been very 
great, and without parallel. Turn thou us to 
thyself, and enable us to cast off every evil way. 
Lead us to Jesus Christ, and let our sins be 
cleansed in his blood. Grant us thy good Spirit 
to be our sanctifier. Save us from hypocrisy. 
Suffer us not to come to thine house with careless- 
ness, and return to our own houses and commit 
sin. Unless thou have mercy upon us, we perish. 
Unless thou save us, unless we are prepared and 
made meet for thy habitation in heaven, we are 
banished to the fire, we die; but let us not be 
banished to that unknown world of fire. Save 
thou us through Jesus Christ, thy Son, the prince 
of life; yea, let us obtain salvation through him. 
Bless all the inhabitants of these islands, all the 
families thereof; let every one stretch out his 
hands unto God, and say, Lord, save me, Lord, 
save me. Let all these islands, Tahiti with all the 
eople of Moorea, and of Huahine, and of Raiatea, 
and of the little islands around, partake of thy sal- 
vation. Bless Britain, and every country in the 
world. Let thy word grow with speed in the 
world, so as to exceed the progress of evil. Be 
merciful to us and bless us, for Jesus Christ’s 
sake. Amen. | 
While these delightful changes were advancing 
in Tahiti, the king and. his friends were not un- 
* This is, perhaps, the most natural and expressive 
figure, or comparison, an Islander could make. There is no 
idea of multitude more familiar to his mind than that of a 
shoal of fishes, by which the shores he inhabits are occa- 
sionally or periodically visited. 
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