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What a weeping

What a weeping and mourning when ten thousand thunder roll

Key Man

Key Man lock the door and trod in a Zion I

Write I name

I want to rest I finger on JAH Golden Pen

I n I a wear JAH crown

I n I a wear JAH crown

Close by JAH side I must abide

Rock of Ises

I n I longing to see King Rastafari to look upon JAH pretty little face

Oh what a glory

Oh what a glory

Oh what a glory that must be

Blood and Fire Ingels

Blood and Fire Ingels

I n I trodding home to Zion I

I shall not remove

I shall not remove

I shall not – I shall not remove

Trod along Ingels

Trod along Ingels

Trod along Ingels, trod along in a JAH own way

400 years

400 years in a Babylon – 400 years

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