O
Lord, O God,
creator Of Our land, our earth, the trees,
the animals and humans, all is for your honor
The
drums beat it out, and people sing about it,
and they dance with noisy joy that you are the Lord.
You
also have pulled the other continents out of the sea.
What a wonderful world you have made out of the wet mud,
and what beautiful men and women!
We
thank you for the beauty of this earth.
The grace of your creation is like a cool day between rainy
seasons.
We drink in your creation with our eyes.
We listen to the birds' jubilee with our ears.
How
strong and good and sure your earth smells, and everything
that grows there.
The sky above us is like a warm, soft Kente cloth, because
you are behind it,
else it would be cold and rough and uncomfortable.
We
drink in your creation and cannot get enough of it.
But in doing this we forget the evil we have done.
Lord,
we call you, we beg you:
tear us away from our sins and our death.
This wonderful world fades away.
And one day our eyes snap shut, and all is over and dead
that is not from you.
We
are still slaves of the demons and the fetishes of this
earth.
When we are not saved by you.
Bless
us.
Bless our land and people.
Bless our forests with mahogany, wawa, and cacao.
Bless our fields with cassava and peanuts.
Bless the waters that flow through our land.
Fill
them with fish and drive great schools of fish to our seacoast,
so that the fishermen in their unsteady boats do not need
to go out too far.
Be
with us youth in our countries, and in all Africa, and in
the whole world.
Prepare us for the service that we should render.