ye ever-loving black dignity
and let the king of kings enter thine heart
for in a little while and the wicked shall not be
they shall be cut off like the grass
and wither like the green herb
so trust in the lord and do good
and wait patiently for him
and verily thou shalt prevail
i branches shall not wither
and whatsoever i do shall prosper
that bringeth forth fruit in season
ye ever-loving black people
and the king of kings shall come in
wake up thine slumbering mentality
fret not because of one who prospereth in his way
the evil-doers shall be killed crum paralyzed
ye ever-loving black people
ye ever-living black people
god shall come into thine heart
seek him and ye shall find him 'cause he can be found
wake up thine slumbering mentality and live up to reality