A Father's Prayer

Glory to the Most High Jah
Rastafari
King of Kings
Lord of Lords
Conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah
Elect of God
Light of the world
His Thee Imperial Majesty, Emperor Haile Selassie I
Please, hear my cry
Protect my son David as he travels this lonely path
Steer my son far from bloody men who surround him with opinions sharp as daggers
Bless him with a vision to distinguish friends from foes
Bless his listeners with overstanding and patience
Remind the critics that all judgement belongs to Thee
May the words of I mouth and the meditation of I heart
Be acceptable in Thy presence, Selah



Credits
Writer(s): David Constantine Brooks
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