- By Kaaya Shilia
- AICC-ARUSHA
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kaayashilia@hotmail.com
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Atonement
God gracious
Whose cause I spear
With humility and humbleness
Mighty God the Creator
Whose will and wish I shoulder
With courage and vigil
With armies that wallow in sins
Fighting for the light
To enlighten the gentiles!
Oh! God of Abraham
For whom you promised
The land of honey and milk
And black gold and vineyards!
Listen to my humble plea
Oh! God my heavenly father
Your convent box in my hands
Whilst my aggressors surround me
With Your army falling asleep
Indulging in porno and shame!
God gracious
Before your face I bow
With tears and broken soul
Crying for your mercy
Like Mosses lifted his eyes
For the populace run amok
Dancing to idols
Oh God My God
Forsake not your nation
For treating the pagans out there!
To divulge the secret of their valour
As we advance to the Promised Land
Now with black gold abundant
With milk and honey of course! |
