Suddenly, from behind the rim of the moon in long slow-motion movements of immense majesty, there emerges a sparkling blue and white jewel, a light, delicate sky blue sphere laced with slowly swirling veils of white rising gradually like a small pearl in a thick sea of black mystery. It takes more than a moment to fully realize that this is the Earth -- home.
O God,   
creator of our land, . . .   
You have also pulled other continents   
out of the sea.   
What a wonderful world you have made   
out of wet mud,   
and what beautiful men and women! . . .   
The grace of your creation is like a cool day   
between rainy seasons. . . .   
Bless us.   
Bless our land and people.   
Bless our forests . . .   
Bless our fields . . .   
Bless the waters . . .   
Be with us in our countries and in all Africa,   
and in the whole world.   
Prepare us for the service that we should render.