1. Nde'we Ali' wo'ri-ma'ye Ali'
Iwe' Ka'kwe' N'de M'ba!
IN a small Town that becomes Great and Mighty One.
Their grew up a Great and Mighty young man miraculously in Christ, out who stands for town from when known so small,
and he was small, and the town grow as he grows, and consciousness revives amongst many lamps as they are shining...
2. When star like never shines
The sky dark the river dried
He that has it appears in time
Even when no one knows nor
Here we smile and wait for
'O' glorious moment I hope
3. Knowing what is right and doing what is right
If these were human they certainly
Different name they would bear
Mr and Mrs conscience I would address them
Knowing what is wrong and doing what is wrong
He who does it has the best blank name to address them.
I'm not going down with grave inhuman
O God help I man that I may live according to thy infinite will for mankind in Jesus name, Amen.
4. TO GOD BE THE GLORY
O Lord my God how I longed
Your love to be made manifest
That through me and my kind
Clearance made manifest in all
Having overcome many all day gone
Even many more to overcome along
May your glory hover over our supporters
That lovers of iniquity be shamed
That lovers of uprightness be glorified
I sure do know that Christ has overcome
This world our Lord is king though
Satan's rule is around the corner
Not for us do Satan govern nor my kind
To God be the glory forever..!
5. PATIENCE DE WEED
Chorus
The weed
itself is courage,
Peace and
joy, from this day!
I rename her
to bear -
Patience de
weed
Weed!!!
There is a
heaven for a good gee!
Christ’s death
for the unrighteous
Till date
ain’t for the righteous
I love
truthfulness and reality
That’s what
keeps me going
Though I
have all it takes
Still I need
to amply them rightly
I’ve lost so
many peers
Still I love
many souls
Though, the
lost is irreplaceable
Though I
shed so many souls
Still I
believe tears can be,
Yes, bring about
gladness
Cos, now, I
turn tears to favour
Tears of
sorrows into tears of joy
Saying no to
hate and yes to love
Come with me
to the gees heaven
This me, I
am in the present
Not living
in the past, right?
I use the
weed, I speak and
Sing the
weed, my song for weed
And we men
is all freedom
From the
world, world of jealousy
Slavery, and
misery, from the elementary to the climax
To be
continued…
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