Bide up
No more worrying, worrying and pains.
No more crying, shedding tears like rain.
For the master has come back,
Gathering all his flock.
Mother nature feeds the stock,
Never wanting or ever lack.
So bide up, with reasoning.
Humble thyself and I'll be near thee.
So bide up, with reasoning.
Humble thyself and I'll protect thee.
Frustrated children, humiliation was not in vain,
Through effort, time and history have now found eternal gain.
For the dark clouds do bring rain.
Then comes the sun to shine again.
So we shall walk and not look back,
As living examples 'cause we're black.
So bide up, with reasoning.
Humble thyself and I'll be near thee.
So bide up, with reasoning.
Humble thyself and I'll protect thee.
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