Lord Help Africa Poem by Werner Horne

Ministering under a tree in the Great Rift Plain of Africa 49 degrees Centigrade.

Under a tree not far from school class
Gather the people for worship or mass
The heat and the sun no stranger can bear
The dress code amidst it you’ll hardly believe
Unless you’re there

Clothes wet, with tiniest breeze a welcome cool
And the messengers with their ties look more the fool
The West long ago in their native land
Kept out the cold with clothing and grand
Then bring here to Africa
Gospel and gain
And sweaty tired minister in this great river plain

Bless us oh God
And bless our refrain
Lead all your enemies in your victory train
And bless our villages and our dear plain
And visit Africa again