Glory to the Most High, Jah, Rastafari
King of Kings, Lord of Lords
Conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah
Elect of God, Light of the world
His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Haile Selassie
Hear my cry
Protect my son David
As he travel this lonely path
Steer my son far from bloody men
Who surround him with opinions
Bless him with a vision
To distinguish friends from foes
Bless his listeners
With overstanding and patience
And remind the critics
That all Judgement belongs to thee
May the words of I mouth
And the meditation of I heart
Be acceptable in thy sight
