| Song | Nyabinghi order |
| Artist | Groundation |
| Album | Each One Teach One |
| 作曲 : Stafford | |
| Well your standing firm upon the distant shore | |
| Chanting a psalm forever more | |
| With your earthquake, lightning, and thunder | |
| To rock the ground beneath my feet | |
| You have given us so much yea, | |
| And still you give more | |
| You're not here to sooth the physical oh no, | |
| You're here to sooth the soul | |
| Yea They may bring you milk and honey | |
| A little breadfruit for you too, | |
| They'll never leave you on your own... | |
| Yes your own redemption, | |
| Your own confrontation yes, | |
| For your generation | |
| Well now how can you be such a proud man | |
| You have no land nor piece of gold | |
| Just like the Mighty Lion, I build my home in Zion | |
| There are many waves to drive the ocean, | |
| Drive you off in confusion | |
| White squall a bite, white squall a bite, | |
| Still I sail into the east | |
| No weak heart shall enter into the House, | |
| Of the Nyabinghi order | |
| No weak heart shall enter no way, | |
| Into the Nyabinghi order | |
| For you steal the word, | |
| Steal the lightning from my hand | |
| And your rolling thunder, | |
| Steal the blood from my heart | |
| You have thrown so many rocks upon my trail, | |
| The time getting tough | |
| Well I will run if I have to yea, | |
| But I will never outrun the sun | |
| But my heart beats on, my heart beats on, | |
| I travel on, I travel on oh yea | |
| What dem say ? If ya chant it to the world, | |
| Chant it to the moon | |
| Ya chanting your psalm atop of the moon |
| zuò qǔ : Stafford | |
| Well your standing firm upon the distant shore | |
| Chanting a psalm forever more | |
| With your earthquake, lightning, and thunder | |
| To rock the ground beneath my feet | |
| You have given us so much yea, | |
| And still you give more | |
| You' re not here to sooth the physical oh no, | |
| You' re here to sooth the soul | |
| Yea They may bring you milk and honey | |
| A little breadfruit for you too, | |
| They' ll never leave you on your own... | |
| Yes your own redemption, | |
| Your own confrontation yes, | |
| For your generation | |
| Well now how can you be such a proud man | |
| You have no land nor piece of gold | |
| Just like the Mighty Lion, I build my home in Zion | |
| There are many waves to drive the ocean, | |
| Drive you off in confusion | |
| White squall a bite, white squall a bite, | |
| Still I sail into the east | |
| No weak heart shall enter into the House, | |
| Of the Nyabinghi order | |
| No weak heart shall enter no way, | |
| Into the Nyabinghi order | |
| For you steal the word, | |
| Steal the lightning from my hand | |
| And your rolling thunder, | |
| Steal the blood from my heart | |
| You have thrown so many rocks upon my trail, | |
| The time getting tough | |
| Well I will run if I have to yea, | |
| But I will never outrun the sun | |
| But my heart beats on, my heart beats on, | |
| I travel on, I travel on oh yea | |
| What dem say nbsp? If ya chant it to the world, | |
| Chant it to the moon | |
| Ya chanting your psalm atop of the moon |