Heneni
Miss Independent
Boat at sea
The world incubates waves of useless language
Portrays a picture of power so luscious
It lurks beneath my boat at sea
At a whim to try and crush me
They scream and moan but I do not surrender
My Lord his love for me too tender
I recall your victory for me
When you on a cross crushed my enemy
I have power over troubles deep
My boat may rock but still I sleep
I still recall the words you said to me back then
I no longer call you servant but my friend
The power and the glory of your name
On my tongue true drops of worship I bring
The power and the glory of your love
Fought for me by an army above
This vessel is in love
With a hero so tall
Was crushed on the lips of scribes
On whom the rock now falls
The power and the glory of Your name
On my tongue true drops of worship I bring
The power and the glory of your love
Fought for me by an army above
By Heneni
The world incubates waves of useless language
Portrays a picture of power so luscious
It lurks beneath my boat at sea
At a whim to try and crush me
They scream and moan but I do not surrender
My Lord his love for me too tender
I recall your victory for me
When you on a cross crushed my enemy
I have power over troubles deep
My boat may rock but still I sleep
I still recall the words you said to me back then
I no longer call you servant but my friend
The power and the glory of your name
On my tongue true drops of worship I bring
The power and the glory of your love
Fought for me by an army above
This vessel is in love
With a hero so tall
Was crushed on the lips of scribes
On whom the rock now falls
The power and the glory of Your name
On my tongue true drops of worship I bring
The power and the glory of your love
Fought for me by an army above
By Heneni