paroles de chanson Song for the Oppressed - Solomon Jabby

Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden,
Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden,

Well you will find your rest, when you lay down the mess,
Then He will carry you through the fire.

Blessed are the poor in spirit,
Call His name and you will hear it,
He is always close to the broken hearted.

Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden
Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden

He will break all the chains of oppression,
As we break His daily bread,
Let us make His will our obsession, just like Kind David

And then we′ll see our deliverance,
And to the Kind we'll start to chant,
We lift our hands and give all thanks and praises, yeah.

Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden
Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden

Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from the evil one.

Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden
Come all ye, who are oppressed and heavy laden