Zion

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, friends and enemies
I am pleased to bring to you all Brotha Enkourage and Brotha Sar-Kaz
And we! The people have another selection for you all that
Where we would like to express to you all, the joy that is to come Enkourage

I'm looking forward to the day
Yeshua come back and he saves
All of his people that's suffering evil
And treated like we still slaves
The enemy wanna control us
Through the doorway of sin that we opened
But since we came back to Yeshua he showed us all how to close them
No more do you need that drink
No more do you need that weed
Yeshua be that tree of life you can't smoke these homie
There's a love that's in Zion
That the world can never give
Comfort for her people judgement for harming her kids
No more sorrow up in Zion
No kids stolen
No more crying
No more cops patrolling
No more lies, no more thieves
No more toting iron
Bro you can walk free
Sis you can live free
No need to get over on each other there's a enough for you and me
All praises to the Most High
For keeping his word and people
He could of let us all die off
But he has mercy on his people
And he coming back to round us up
I Pray I stay inside the remnant
I Pray I stay accounted worthy
To find the joy that I'm missing

We shall return to Zion
We shall be that holy mountain
Our joy will surely shine in
No more sorrow and sighing
Say Yeah! To Zion
We're marching, to Zion

Hallelujah, he deserves the praise, saying thank you God
Oh my God his grace is so sufficient cuz this life hard
On a mission, got provision, now I'm feeling so ambitious
Standing firm, no room for shaky ground keep it cementitious
Ooo I can feel it in the air, set the atmosphere
No more than we bare, we just gotta persevere
Tell me do you know where your soul goes
Return to Zion or catch fire with the brimstone
Most of us still struggle cause we don't obey
The Bible navigates, Waze
But we'd rather go astray
Caught in a maze, and you don't know where your life is headed
Just stay connected to the vine so your grace extended
It feels like Sunday when the choir sing
Trouble it don't last, it'll be over in the morning
On God, serve yeshuah, he's the lion, sound the siren
And there ain't no more crying, cause we're going home to Zion

No more heartache
No more pain
No more sorrow
No more shame in Zion
We're going
We're marching to Zion
Soon we'll be done with the troubles of the world
We're going home
We're going home

We shall return to Zion
We shall be that holy mountain
Our joy will surely shine in
No more sorrow and sighing