A slice of Mount Zion is for I A slice of Mount Zion is for I I pray to Jah honesty To please let me live honestly Love my brother that's all I need I need no riches just harmony I'm willing Jah to lay down At Zion doorway like a foot mat Even the saints of Zion Trod upon my back and enter in I pray every day to see The falling of the wicked men I know that wickedness will prevail But only for a little while Cannot got to Zion with your force Have manners and enter Jah house You cannot live here with your big gun All you got to di is help me pray Let's kneel on our knees and clasp our hands And say father please help me Children having children Poverty upon the door I've seen white squall Walking on the street With man under arrest Satan is around us like a roaring lion Seeking Jah children to devour all the days of our lives Like a hungry eagle Flying through the sky Seeking form and soul to devour But don't let him catch us Give me strength oh Jah I pray With thy manna up from Mount Zion And no one can give satisfaction But thee alone Sit up on thy throne and Pardon our transgression Stretch forth pity to thy children In the morning sun A slice of Mount Zion is for A slice of Mount Zion belong to A slice of Mount Zion is for …
Compositor: Joseph Constantine Hill (Culture) ECAD: Obra #17003405