What Are They Doing Poem by Musa Ndhlovu
What Are They Doing
I look to the right, they praise.
I look to the left, they praise.
They bow down to your feet, they worship.
They look above their heads, they worship.
They next to me, thank you
By their hearts, they thank you.
You before, sent Him
Who was betrayed by him.
They killed your only Son
And that took sins of many sons.
They praise not to stop,
They worship not to stop.
They make noise to rejoice
Indeed in the LORD, they rejoice.
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Amen! ! ! ! ! Amen! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Praise the Lord! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !