The Great Father above is Gitche Manitou. 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 gentle and I eat and am satisfied.
Sometimes my heart is very weak and falls down but He lifts me up again and draws me onto a good road. His name is Great Spirit.
Sometime, and it may be very soon, it may be very long, long in time 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 Gitche Manitou will meet 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 table before me with all kinds of food. He puts His hand upon my head and all the "tired" is gone. My cup He fills till it runs over. What I tell is true. I lie not.
These roads that are away ahead will stay with me through life and after, and afterwards I will go to live in the Big Tepee and sit down with Gitche Manitou forever. So be it.
(This is a translation of the 23rd Psalm by a Baptist missionary from sign language of the Plains indians in 1864. It was given to Zane by the chaplain at Aultman Hospital in Canton, Ohio).