Our Google, who art in California,
Hallowed be thy Server.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy search be done,
On earth as it is in California.
Give us this day our daily hits.
And forgive us our Yahoo!ing,
As we forgive those who Yahoo! against us.
And lead us not into false sites,
But deliver us from spam.
[For thine is the Internet,
and the search engine, and the glory,
for ever and ever.]
Because I've never been to church I can't hear the words "Our Father, Who art in Heaven..." without it falling straight into the Sister Janet Mead version. DG's lyrics fit well. I think we've just come up with the first Church of Google hymm.
Warning, pressing play may cause your blood to run cold.