Rose Muhando - Wanyamazishe Bwana Lyrics
Lyrics
Wanyamazishe bwana Milele wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakae kimya kimya
Wanyamazishe bwana Wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakae kimya kabisa
Wapofushe macho yao Wasinione wakae mbali nami Ah wasinione
Kwa kuwa walitangaza msiba juu yangu Wala hawakutaka ipone nafsi yangu Wakafanya sherehe kupitia jina langu Waliona fahari kutangaza mauti yangu Wakachuma na pesa kupitia jina langu Hawakuona vibaya kuumiza familia yangu Walifanya dhihaka kudhihaki watoto wangu
Ah namtuma malaika nyumbani kwao Atangaze msiba kwenye familia zao Namtuma Gabrieli malangoni kwao Atangaze msiba malangoni kwao
Nawafanye matanga maishani mwao Natangaza msiba kwenye malango yao Natangaza matanga nyumbani kwao Yasikome matanga kwenye familia zao
Laana kifo, iwe juu yao Wala wasiwe salama watoto wao Mauti iwe fungu lao Kushindwa uwe mbele yao Kwa kuwa mimi nimekutumaini
Wanyamazishwe Watahayarishwe, wafedheishwe Wahangaike, waaibike Kwa kuwa mimi nimekutumaini
Wanyamazishe bwana Milele wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakae kimya kimya
Wanyamazishe bwana Wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakae kimya kabisa
Wapofushe macho yao Wasinione wakae mbali nami Ah wasinione
Ah Mikaeli wa vita namtuma kwao Upeleke mafarakano kwao Wasielewane waupwa wao Nasema wagombane wauma wao
Walane watafunane waupwa wao Wavurugane waupwa wao Maadui wapigane waupwa wao
Mungu mwenyezi awe adui wao Wakitazama kulia wamwone Gabrieli Wakitazama kushoto wamwone Micaeli Mbele yangu wamwone Rafaeli
Wafadhaike Watahayarishwe Wagonganishwe Watayarike usiwape nafasi
Wanyamazishe bwana Milele wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakimyee milele
Wanyamazishe bwana Wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakae kimya kabisa
Wapofushe macho yao Wasinione wakae mbali nami Ah wasinione
Wanyamazishe bwana Milele wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakimyee milele
Wanyamazishe bwana Wanyamaze Wafunge mpito kwa Yesu Na wakae kimya kabisa
Wapofushe macho yao Wasinione wakae mbali nami Ah wasinione
Video
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Meaning & Inspiration
Rose Muhando’s Wanyamazishe doesn’t offer the gentle, pastoral comfort we often associate with modern hymnody. Instead, it hits like a gavel. There is a specific, jagged phrase that keeps looping in my head: “Wapofushe macho yao”—blind them.
When we read that in the context of a prayer, it feels transgressive. We are taught, quite rightly, to pray for those who persecute us, to love the enemy, and to turn the other cheek. Yet here, Muhando is stripping away the pretense of politeness. She is asking God to effectively remove her from the field of vision of those who have profited from her downfall and mocked her children.
The tension here is sharp. Is this a request for divine protection, or is it a descent into bitterness?
Literally, she is asking for invisibility—that the enemy’s gaze, which has been used as a tool of oppression and mockery, would be disabled. It echoes Elisha in 2 Kings 6, praying for the Aramean army to be struck with blindness so they might not see the city they intend to destroy. There, the blindness was a defensive act of grace that led to the feeding of the enemy. But in Muhando’s delivery, the edge feels closer to the Imprecatory Psalms—the raw, unvarnished cries of David where he asks God to let the snares of the wicked catch their own feet.
It’s uncomfortable. We want our Christian music to be a sanitized product of forgiveness. But the Bible is filled with people screaming at the ceiling, demanding justice because the pain is real and the trauma is active. When she sings about the enemy “profiting from my name,” she isn’t speaking in metaphors. This is a woman whose life, family, and reputation have been weaponized against her by those who stand to gain from her silence.
The phrase “Wapofushe macho yao” acts as a boundary line. It’s a desperate plea for a wall to be built where one no longer exists. There is something profoundly human—and terrifying—about the desire to simply not be seen by those who wish us harm. It is the prayer of the cornered.
I struggle with the subsequent verses, where she invokes Michael and Gabriel to sow discord among her enemies. It feels like a departure from the "turn the other cheek" ethos we put on our coffee mugs. But as a reader, I have to ask: at what point does our demand for "proper" Christian behavior become a gag for the victim? If someone is truly destroying your family, is it ungodly to ask God to make them leave you alone, even if the request is blunt, jagged, and devoid of "nice" language?
Muhando isn't offering a neat resolution. She is leaving the broken pieces of her life in God’s lap and demanding that He be the one to guard the exit. It makes me realize that we often prefer a God who cleans up our messes, but perhaps we are less comfortable with a God who is asked to actively dismantle the plans of our enemies. It's a bracing, messy, and ultimately honest look at what happens when human limits are reached and all that remains is a demand for divine intervention.