Intro (Stony Hill) Lyrics

I pray thee
Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine of such vain things?
False kings of the earth hath set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together
Against the Lord God Jah Rastafari and against his anointed, saying
Now come let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us
He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh
The Lord God Jah Rastafari shall have them in derision
But then shall he speak unto them in his wrath
And vex with them in his sore displeasure
Cah I have set my king upon my holy hill of Zion
I will now declare the decree
The Lord God Jah Rastafari hath said unto I and I and I
That thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee
Now ask of I and I and I, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance
And the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession
Jah, shalt break them with a rod of iron
Jah, shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel, as I would say
So be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, judges of the earth
Serve the Lord God Jah Rastafari with fear, and rejoice with trembling
'Cause I and I the Son, lest he be angry
But purge from his ways, when his wrath is kindled but a little
And so blessed be all, blessed be everyone, as I would say
Blessed be everyone, as I would tell you