Jane Aller - Sifa Na Ibada Lyrics
Lyrics
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Jane Aller:
Sifa na Ibada nakutolea wewe
Umejawa na rehema
Umejawa na nehema
Nakupa utukufu, nakupa na heshima
Pokea ibada yangu
Pokea milele Bwana
Sifa na Ibada nakutolea wewe
Umejawa na rehema
Umejawa na nehema
Nakupa utukufu, nakupa na heshima
Pokea ibada yangu
Pokea milele Bwana
All:
Sifa na Ibada nakutolea wewe
Umejawa na rehema
Umejawa na nehema
Nakupa utukufu, nakupa na heshima
Pokea ibada yangu
Pokea milele Bwana
Sifa na Ibada nakutolea wewe
Umejawa na rehema
Umejawa na nehema
Nakupa utukufu, nakupa na heshima
Pokea ibada yangu
Pokea milele Bwana
Pokea Ibada pokea Bwana
Manukato ya sifa pokea Bwana
Pokea Ibada pokea Bwana
Manukato ya sifa pokea Bwana
Natua taji yangu nainama mbele zako
Naungana na malaika miguuni kukuabudu
Naungana na maserafi kukuabudu ewe Bwana
Pokea ibada yangu
Pokea milele Bwana
Pokea Ibada pokea Bwana
Manukato ya sifa pokea Bwana
Pokea Ibada pokea Bwana
Manukato ya sifa pokea Bwana
Pokea Ibada pokea Bwana
Manukato ya sifa pokea Bwana
Pokea Ibada pokea Bwana
Manukato ya sifa pokea Bwana
Yote ni yako Yesu
Yote ni yako Yahweh
Yote ni yako mfame
Yote ni yako, yote ni yako
(speaking in tongues)
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Video
Jane Aller | Sifa Na Ibada (Live) | OFFICIAL VIDEO
Meaning & Inspiration
I’ve been sitting here thinking about these words, especially the part where Jane sings about laying down her crown. It brings to mind those twenty-four elders in Revelation who toss their crowns before the throne because they know who really holds the authority. It feels honest to say that sometimes I sing these songs without actually thinking about what that implies—giving away my own sense of control or pride. When she mentions joining the angels and the seraphim in worship, it moves past just a personal feeling and taps into that bigger picture of the living creatures who never stop crying out about God's holiness. It makes me wonder if I actually believe that my own worship matters in that same cosmic scope.
There’s this recurring call to God to receive our worship as a kind of fragrance, and that imagery of sweet-smelling incense always takes me back to the Old Testament, to the sacrifices that were pleasing to the Lord. But then I have to pause. Is it my worship that makes me acceptable, or is it already settled in Christ? I think the song lands on the right side of that tension by focusing on how full of mercy and grace He is—it’s His character that makes the worship worth giving in the first place. If He weren't merciful, I wouldn't have anything to bring to Him anyway. Still, I find myself questioning the weight of the phrase about God receiving my worship forever. It sounds right, but sometimes I feel like I’m asking Him to take something that is barely enough, and I worry I’m missing the part where He is the one who initiates everything. Do I really have anything to offer that isn't already His? I'm not sure if the song resolves that or if it just keeps us standing in the mystery of it all.