The Path of our Provider

The gathering of the bounty, the berries and nuts, fruits that bare

The farmer, the hunter, the fisher, the path of our provider

We give grace, we flourish, we prosper, we seek, we find, we share

Pebbles of the earth, the waters run our trail of earth we travel alas

Guided by spirit by power by light by might on earth and of the heavens

The waters from our sky the rains bathe our seeds, and our crops of maize

Be a treasure be a gain nourish we create grind the acorns turn into flour

We ambush our creatures of the earth, the buffalo, the elk, caribou and deer

We trade with our people, furs for our coats, and leather for our shoes

Blackfoot, Siox, Cherokee, Navajo, just a few named tribes with the will

To provide from the harvest, our path leads us to survive and be strong

Strong and worthy of our nature, our many seedlings and the beasts

That god has brought to our sight and now we make good of the feast

Praise and joy with every gift we receive only man who walks the path

Of our provider be so righteous to our native life