Prayer for the Gulf


Second Wind
2010-11-26
Marc N Davidson

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Prayer for the Gulf 

Marc N. Davidson

               (first verse adapted from traditional Cajun Prayer)

                Oh, my nets, Lord, they’re full and heavy,

My traps to your bounty, yields;

I harvest so many riches,

From your bayou, Gulf, and field.

 

Let the dark clouds roll back from the coastland,

And the balance of life find its sun;

Bless the the bayous, the fields, and the wetlands,

Let the Gulf heal her wound as she can.

 

 Chorus / break

 Eaux, aux, aux, aux Laissez les bons temps retourner! (x2)

 

I got hands that are calloused and hardened,

From the lines that I pull from the sea;

The marshland, its life, is my garden,

Bon sante, bons amis et ma famille.

 

Oh, my nets, Lord, they’re full and heavy,

My traps to your bounty, yields;

I harvest so many riches,

From your bayou, Gulf, and field.

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