Twenty years of slavery
Went down the slates of clay
Written beneath it
Several years of slavery
Straying...
Fashioned in cloaks of mistakes
Lived us in this self of decay
Ride we in these tunes of defiles
In a song sung by jezebel
Little oh little
Did we never see us drowning
Dancing in the wind
Twenty times tossed by the wind
Twenty times diced by the tides
Twenty times cast down the shores of life
Oh little!
Little wonder never did our smile
Brighten than the day
Twenty years of calling
By the Messiah
Your burdens I carried
The pathway do I show you
Oh ye!
Listen, if only thou would listen
A new garment I shall cloak you
In rubies, gold, silver and diamond
I have placed you
No authority is far greater
Just a step..
If only you take the step
You shall testify then, in multiples of this great beauty
Thou will behold
Twenty years of slavery
Went down the slates of clay
Only for one,
One day of confession
And many days unending
A basking joy of redemption
A royal priesthood thou'est become
Placed upon truth
Rooted in an undying, fervent love
Twenty years of slavery
Went down the slates of clay
Awash do we become
Choosing light over darkness
Sorrow be damned
For light has come
In days unending filled with Glory
For in rising, we’ve been placed upon a rock
No wind or tide can shake
We live gloriously
Twinkling everyday as new
As a new creature
No more slates to count
No more bones of decayed flesh
No more the twentieth slave of darkness
No more, other than a glorious life of victory
A precious heir do we become
With no more slates going down the clay.
No more slates
Written by
Ogri Mathilda Sarah
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