And found counsel against the Almighty
So, so, that is the penalty
Co has to be my brother, it will always be
I know Emmanuel, the amazing grace
Make the cripple man walk again, or make the blind man see
So, so, so, so
Why you wanna judge him cause the color of his skin
Or the hair upon his head, why not the words that he brings
You're born a Rasta, now a soldier
Feel the words of the Apostle