Lyrics A Father's Prayer - Mavado

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
Is Thee His Imperial Majesty
Emperor Selassie the fourth
Peace, here am cry
Protect my son David
As he travel the slow part
Stir my son far from bloody men
Who surround him
With opinions sharp as daggers
Bless him with the vision
To distinguish friends from foes
Bless his listeners with overstanding and patience
Remind the critics that all judgement belongs to Thee
May the Word of the most high
And meditation of the most high be accepted in their presence