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[[start page]] [[blank page]] [[end page]] [[start page]] ^[[10]] A Prayer -- By Hanna Jenkins Hobeaw, Waccamaw Island, South Carolina Our fahduh, I fall down one mo [more] time tid[[?]] [to tho] footstool of mussy [mercy], cryin' out, Lord, to have mussy and, Chris' to look in pity. Carry me, do po [poor] wordy [worthy] suhwunt [servant], bow [bowed] down so low, to do footstool of mussy, cryin' out, Lord, to have mussy upon me, for Chris' sake. Pardon me, fuhgive me fuh all my sins fuh I have done, our heb'mly fahduh, to walk in de straight pat [path] night and day, fuh w'en [when] dis utly [earthly] house, our heb'mly fahduh has be 'solved an' fall, I wan' a buildin' in Chris' not made wid hammuh an' nail, but etunnil [eternal] in de heb'm. Our fahduh, Gawd, who art in heb'm, hallowed de dy n[[a?]]me dy kingdom come, Lord, let dy holy will be done on de ut [earth] as it done in heb'm. Give us dis day our daily bread, as we fuhgive us who have tespass against us. Lead me not into no temptation; but delivuh me, fahduh, from all sin like evil; fuh deres yo own kingdom an' you own powuh an' you own glory, now an' horevuh tru [through] Jesus Chris' our Lord an' Saviouh, Amon. [[end page]]