Joyce Blessing - Yendanase Lyrics
Lyrics
Je m’appelle unbreakable Still unbreakable Only God One two
Yɛnkoto nna n’ase o nyame no no a Yɛna ase o, wamma y’atamfo ate shock o W’team sɛ asu! Adwea! ɛnnyɛ wo dɛ? Ah! Ei! Piaaw!! Nyame nna n’ase o nyame no no yɛna n’ase na sɛ corona virus yi ebi ankyewo a, ei! Bowumu a na da n’ase aah Deɛ onyame ayɛ no deɛ, ɛnoa no no. Yɛnto!
[CHORUS] Yɛnkoto nna n’ase eh Yɛnkoto nna n’ase ah Deɛ onyame aye no deɛ, ɛnoa no no Yɛnkoto nna n’ase eh Yɛnkoto nna n’ase ah Deɛ onyame aye no deɛ, ɛnoa no no
W’ayɛ ama n’ayɛ me nwanwa W’ayɛ ama n’ade mu aye! Atamfo ate shock o! W’ateam sɛ asu ! ɛnyɛ wo dɛ? ɛnnyɛ no no ? ɛnnyɛ no no ? Shege! Shege! Saa!
ɛwie! Obi nsɛ wo e! Obi nsɛ wo o! Na obi nse wo Na obi nsɛ wo ai Wo na wowↄ adeɛ nyinaatiri soↄ You got the whole world in your hands ↄde ne hoↄ no no (adwea)! ↄkatakyie! Berekisi a yɛntumi nnↄ no no ei Enti mefrɛ ↄkwabrani ei Osi a na awoso (adwea)! Osi a na awoso! ↄka ne ho dea, na aduro bia nka dam ai ↄbayifoↄ ate shock o! w’ateam sɛ asu! Tↄtↄtii tii (nana ɛba o) Pↄpↄrii rii (tekata) Tↄtↄtii tii (nnyɛ ano no) Pↄpↄpii pii (asu) Mensi dɛn mayi w’ayɛ o! Mensi memma woso o Nneɛma pa a w’ayɛ ama me ai Me dwene ho a, mente aseɛ Hwɛ! Bere a anidasoↄ saayi n’a Corona virus ato amasan de nkↄnsↄn-nkↄnsↄn Agu yɛnan yi a, ↄtwetwe yɛn de yɛn akↄ mmusuo mu yi Katakyie e, wo mogya no nti o Kodwareakyire w’ade ako agye yɛn o Wo mogyo n’ama y’ade yɛ ho Wo mma yɛse “woboↄ nie” Wo mogya ama y’ade yɛ ho a Wo mma yɛse w’aseda nie ↄkogye aman a w’ako agye ↄman yi a Yɛkoto da w’ase a nana ah! Deɛ w’ayɛ no deɛ ɛnoa no a
[CHORUS] Yɛnkoto nna n’ase eh Yɛnkoto nna n’ase ah Deɛ onyame aye no deɛ, ɛnoa no no Yɛnkoto nna n’ase eh Yɛnkoto nna n’ase ah Deɛ onyame aye no deɛ, ɛnoa no no
W’agye yɛn kra afiri awuo mu (deɛ onyame ayɛ no deɛ, ɛnoa no) W’agye yɛn kra afiri amanneɛ no mu (deɛ onyame ayɛ no deɛ, ɛnoa no) Bↄne bebrebe yi ↄde akyɛ yɛn kwa o! Nana ei! (De ɛ onyame ayɛ no deɛ ɛnoa no no) Wo honam a yɛwie a, ɛnsa da yi a (Deɛ onyame ayɛ no deɛ, ɛnoa no no) W’ayɛ n’ama ayv me nwanwa W’ayɛ n’ama adi mu a Atamfo ate shock o! w’ateam sɛ asu! W’ayɛ n’ama ayv me nwanwa W’ayɛ n’ama adi mu a Atamfo ate shock o! w’ateam sɛ asu!
Video
JOYCE BLESSING - YENDANASE (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
Meaning & Inspiration
Joyce Blessing’s "Yendanase" is a track that demands movement, but its core is anchored in a quiet, stubborn stillness—the act of kneeling. As an editor, I’m looking for where the fat needs to be trimmed. This song leans heavily on ad-libs and percussive shouts—shege, piaaw, tototii—which function as rhythmic markers rather than lyrical substance. They are the energy, but they aren't the message. If we strip away the hype, what remains is a raw, urgent confession of survival.
The "Power Line" of this song is: "Deɛ onyame ayɛ no deɛ, ɛnoa no no." (What God has done, that is exactly it.)
It works because it’s a full stop. It refuses to negotiate with the chaos of the world. In the middle of the global uncertainty mentioned in the lyrics—specifically the fear surrounding the pandemic—Blessing isn't offering a complex theological treatise. She is offering an objective fact. It’s the kind of statement that settles the dust when life feels like it’s unraveling. It reminds me of the confidence in Psalm 115:3: "Our God is in the heavens; he does all that he pleases." It’s an assertion that despite the shaking, the divine order remains untouched.
What hits me is how she weaves that confidence into the reality of "atamfo ate shock" (the enemies are in shock). There is a grit here. It acknowledges that there are forces, enemies, and disasters ("corona virus") that try to drag people into ruin. But the focus isn’t on the magnitude of the enemy; it’s on the preservation of the believer. She sings, "W’agye yɛn kra afiri awuo mu" (You have saved our souls from death).
It isn't a passive observation. It’s a physical reaction. Yɛnkoto nna n’ase—we kneel to give thanks. There’s a beautiful, unresolved tension between the high-energy production and the act of kneeling. Usually, praise like this is performed standing, shouting, arms raised. But kneeling is a position of surrender, a way to anchor oneself when the ground beneath seems to be shifting.
The song repeats itself often, perhaps a bit too much for a focused listen, but maybe that repetition is the point. When you are hit by life, you don't need a new philosophy; you need the same old truth repeated until your heart finally believes it again.
It’s not trying to be a masterpiece of lyrical brevity. It’s a blunt instrument of praise. It’s honest about the fact that sometimes, the only move you have left is to bow down and acknowledge that God is the one holding the world, even when it feels like it’s slipping through our fingers. It leaves you with the simple, heavy weight of gratitude, which is sometimes the only thing sturdy enough to hold onto.