Ikay akamaranma

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Psalm 47: 1
Oh clap your hands o ye people
Shout with a voice of triumph
As we come into the presence of jehovah
The mountain tremble
The oceans roar
With a shout we lift our voices to the father
And we testify
And we glorify
His name, he is worthy yes he is
Is being faithful yes hes being
Common join me now as we lift our voice
To him2x
Uwa ra nya ka mara nma
kwu wa ra nya ka mara nma
Aka maranma iye4x
Put those hands together
Make his praise oh yeah
Tell your neighbour if he is doozing let him wake up
Theres no more sorrow
And no more tear
Lay your yoke and every burden at the altar
For in his presence
Is joy unspeakable

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