I Pray Thee

I pray thee,

Why do the heathen rage

And the people imagine us a vain thing?

False kings of the earth had set themselves

And the rulers take counsel togather

Against the LORD God JAH Rastafari

And against his Anointed, saying,

Now come, let us break their bonds assunder

And cast away their cords from us

Your leader seated in his heaven shall laugh

The LORD God JAH Rastafari shall have them in derision

But then shall he speak unto them in his wrath

And vex to them in his sore displeasure

Co' yet have I set I kings upon the holy mountains of Zion

I will now declare the decree:

The LORD God JAH Rastafari hath said unto I and I and I

That thou art I sons, that today have I begotten thee

Thou aks if I and I and I shall give thee

The heathen for thine inheritance

And the uttermost part of the earth for thine possession

JAH shall break them with a rod of iron!

JAH shall dash them in pieces

Like a potter's vessel, I would say

So be wise therefore, ye kings

Be instructed, ye judges of the earth

Serve the LORD God JAH Rastafari with fear

Rejoice and tremble

Kiss InI the Son and lest he be angered

And perish from his ways

When his wrath is kindled but a little

And so blessed be all

Blesseth he everyone as I would say

And so blessed be all they

Who put their trust

In the true and living God JAH Rastafari

Then this man shall be like the holy mountains of Zion

That cannot be removed but abideth for ever

And so the mountains round about I-rusalem

And so the LORD God JAH Rastafari

Is running about his people as I would say

The lot of the wicked shall not rest upon this righteous

Unless this individual righteous put forth his hands unto iniquity

So do good O LORD God JAH Rastafari

Unto them that are good

And unto those that are upright in their hearts

For such a one as turn unto his crooked way, you don't say

The LORD God JAH Rastafari shall not turn his back

To give a count to the right of his people

A when he come he mek me tell you 'bout the song

He call a, about a song we call a Satta Amasagana

Amasagana, Seh, you nah pon yah but ya wan yah

You know Satta mek you pon yah

You know Satta mek you wan yah

That's if your mama never borne here

And if your papa never borne here

You are African, as I would say

Down inna Africa, as I would tell you

Seh Afri... Seh Afri... Africa!

Satta, Satta, Satta Amasagana

You gotta work the show and all the line-up

But you gotta work right through the song

And call ya Satta Amasagana, masagana

Gotta work the show and all the line-up

Gotta work right through the song

And call out Satta Amasagana

Irie! Give thanks. Irie...