African Drum Lyrics

Jesus of Nazareth

Resurrected Lazarus

Killed instead of Barabbas

Healed the sick and powerless

Threatened by the Pharisees

Questioned by the high priests

Frightened His disciples when He walked upon the high seas

Who is He?

Saviour and the Son of God

Reasoned with the teachers and the leaders in the synagogue

Reaching unbelievers like Zacchaeus in the sycamore tree

Read Luke 19 and it will give you more

More than a man they call Him I-AM

They couldn't kill Him till He finished fulfilling the will of Elohim

And if you think that Jesus ain't coming back

When you hear the thunder clap

You'll be like what was that?

Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

Sound the judgment like a african drum

Lord I'm so happy-happy

You make me clappy-clappy yeah

Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

Sound the judgment like a african drum

Lord I'm so happy-happy

You make me clap

Let the planets and the powers and the stars connect

When I raise my hands to worship all the devils hit the deck

With a desire to swim in the river of fire

I saw the eyes of the Messiah was calling me higher

To prophecy to The Revived Roman Empire

To get ready for the return of Moses and Elijah

And when the sky gets brighter

It's the Son sitting on a horse

He's a Rider

Ultimate Fighter

Tatted-up

King of kings

Lord of lords

Sing a hymn

All applaud

Stronger than a unicorn with a titanium horn

The Nazarite baby was born

Spiritual hair longer than a Bobo dread

Jesus

In the office of Melchizedek

Coming in on a red eye

With a double-edged sword

Watch the heads fly

Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

Sound the judgment like a african drum

Lord I'm so happy-happy

You make me clappy-clappy yeah

Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

Sound the judgment like a african drum

Lord I'm so happy-happy

You make me clap

Heaven is my La-Z-Boy

Earth is my footstool

I inhabit eternity as my residential but

Still the people are trying to rebuild a temple

For Me to dwell in the midst of evil is only temporal

From the days of Noah

To Sodom and Gomorrah

The wrath of God will get

Bloody like a Manga horror

I spare the man of honour

Wicked they cannon fodder

It's God Who run up on ya

Who writ the canon for ya

My wrath is at the solar and lunar eclipse

Desolation's decreed and sent from My lips

On the Gentiles and Jews who do wickedness

I swore in My wrath they'll never enter My rest

Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

Sound the judgment like a african drum

Lord I'm so happy-happy

You make me clappy-clappy yeah

Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

Sound the judgment like a african drum

Lord I'm so happy-happy

You make me clap