Da One In Charge, he stay ready fo wipe out da whole world An make um come empty! He goin change da mountains an valleys An all da peopo goin go all ova da place.
Cry fo my peopo land Dat ony get thorns an thorn bush stay growing! Cry fo all da house wea erybody Wen dance an sing An fo da town wea dey get plenny party befo time!
I cry till my eyes no can see notting. I suffa inside my gut. Jalike my heart pour out on top da groun. Cuz my Jerusalem peopo come wipe out awready. Da bebes an da kids pass out On top da streets inside Jerusalem.
An I do anodda ting too. Inside da boonies I wen make one strong promise dat no way I goin bring dem inside da land I wen give dem, one land dat get plenny milk an honey, da mos beautiful land from all da odda lands.
Dat day I make one strong promise to dem: ‘I goin bring you guys outa Egypt fo go one land I wen pick fo you. Az one land dat get plenny milk an honey, da mos beautiful land from all da odda lands.’