Bosedeh: We carry the gospel of truth and life with zeal.
We proclaim Christ in this nation.
We are Christ ambassadors to all generation.
We yearn for righteousness and thirst for holiness.
Anita: Why then are we silent
In a state marred by mediocracy
Once the Center of Christianity,
Now we are just a minority.
Bosedeh: The cup that Christ drank from I ask for.
The cross that Christ carries I seek for.
Making the gospel my daily occupation.
Anita: instead of the daily guide, social media remains our daily friend.
Our bible is just our Sunday friend.
Our love is just for selfish end.
Our self-righteousness drivers people that would be the gospel friend.
Our messages are all about prosperity.
Our charity is just for popularity.
Are we making Christ know in our generation?
Bosedeh: But, we’re random from death and sin
We cloth with love unconditional
We have abundant grace and fresh mercy every morning.
We are a Royal Priesthood
We are no longer slave, not even to the law.
Anita: In trials, we worry rather than speak to it with authority.
We planting churches in the cities with beauty,
And neglect the villages with no pity.
We attend church with lovely dress sometimes with hypocrisy.
We sing with lovely voice but with no sincerity.
Bosedeh: We accept and we will repent, with humility.
The passion of Paul we pray for,
The heart of Stephan we desire,
The wisdom of Solomon we long for.
let we all come to be inspired,
By their works and lives.
And set us on fire.
To make Christ known in our generation.
Duya master gee wi di merimeri,
Make we get the Majiji
En always yangeyange for make alman know but you na dis donia



