Hear what me tell you.
Hear what me say hey.

No Jah forsake me not,
This child of Israel feel the pain,
He feels the pangs of hunger too creeping to his stomach.

Oh as inflation rises to the sky-high,
Faster and faster, higher and higher,
Faster and faster, higher and higher,
Them crises multiply.

Every day the food supply decreasing,
While the population is increasing,
Where are they going to find, a way to serve mankind?
Every day the energy yes they,
Say that it declines.
Where are they going to find, a way to serve mankind?

No Jah forsake me not,
This child of Israel feel the pain,
He feels the pangs of hunger still creeping to his stomach.

Now as the happy young warriors they grow,
Taller and taller wiser and stronger,
Taller and taller wiser and stronger,
They grow now.

And they just laugh off misery,
And they just laugh off hunger,
Because the fruit of their labour.
Jah tell them they must see, see, see.
Wonder will I, wonder will I, not going to.
Wonder will I, wonder will I, not going to.
Wonder will I, wonder will I, not going to.
Wonder will I, wonder will I, not going to.

Oh as the happy young warriors yes they grow,
Taller and taller stronger and wiser,
Taller and taller stronger and wiser they grow,
Ina this ya Babylon.

Where are they going'to find, a way to serve mankind?
No Jah forsake me not,
This child of Israel feel the pain,
He feels the pangs of hunger too creeping to his stomach.

No Jah forsake me not,
I trod through the streets of Babylon.
And I fear not though I walk in the shadow of the wicked dem,
Jah will guide and protect I still so I can trod on.

No Jah forsake me not,
Some men and people who try to crucify,
Selassie I and them going pay the price.