Joe Mettle + Ntokozo Mbambo + Vashawn Mitchell - Amen Lyrics
Lyrics
Our Father in Heaven, Hallowed be thy Name
Thy kingdom come; thy will be done
On earth as it is in Heaven
Refrain:
Amen amen amen
Amen amen amen
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive our debts, as we forgive
Those who sin against us, yeah
Let Your kingdom come (Amen Amen)
And Your will be done (Amen Amen)
Amen amen (Amen amen)
Amen amen (Amen amen)
Yehla Nkosi singageni
(Come down Lord, Do not lead us)
Ekulingweni usikhulule
(Into temptation, and deliver us)
Kokuphi Amen
(From evil, Amen!)
Give us this day, our daily bread
And forgive our sins as we forgive
Those who sin against us, Amen
Let Your kingdom come (Amen Amen)
And Your will be done (Amen Amen)
Amen amen (Amen amen)
Amen amen (Amen amen)
Bayete kuwe (Amen Amen ah)
Sithi Uphakeme, uphakeme, uphakeme
Bayete Bayete (Amen Amen ah)
Bayete (Amen Amen ah )
Let Your kingdom come (Amen Amen)
And Your will be done (Amen Amen)
Amen amen (Amen amen)
Video
Joe Mettle-AMEN ft Ntokozo Mbambo
Meaning & Inspiration
Hallowed be thy, is that enough to carry the weight of everything else? Released in 2020 on VaShawn Mitchell Presents Africa Worship, the track feels like a loop, but maybe I am just tired of how easily I say the word without stopping to think about the burning bush or the way the temple curtain tore open when the air turned cold and still. I don't know, maybe the repetition is supposed to be grounding, like pressing palms into dirt, yet I wonder if the focus on daily bread distracts from the absolute terror of a God who actually descends. If the kingdom comes, does it leave room for the mess I make of my own life, or does it just incinerate the rot I keep hiding in the corners of my chest? Actually, wait, the switch into the other language feels like a desperate plea to be pulled out of a storm, like someone grabbing a hand in the dark. It is easy to sing along when the melody is smooth, but the words demand a surrender that I usually try to negotiate my way out of by breakfast time. Can I truly ask for the will to be done while I am busy clutching the steering wheel of my own small, pathetic plans?
Amen amen amen.
It just feels like a thin veil between me and a fire that consumes everything it touches. Do I even want the ending of the story, or am I just scared of the silence that comes after the final note?