Marcus - Christ the Way |
Saturday, October 8, 1927 |
Oh, with the Spirit as of old, I chant a prayer to my God; The Being, precious, more than gold That Croesus has ever had. I lift my soul to Him above, And sing the angel's happy praise; The song of life in joy of love That men from earth to Heaven raise. There's joy in Paradise for me, Although a weary child of sin; The penitent on Calv'ry's tree May find the way to enter in. My hopes are good, in Christ, the Lord; On Him I rest my cares of heart; He will so bridge the Heavenly Ford To show the way ere I depart. |
RastafarI |
Haile Selassie I |