Bless Me Oh Dear Lord 1 Poem by Nndanduleni Nelson Nemaranzhe

Bless me oh dear Lord 1

When the sun set
As the moon wane
Let me live and not die
Nor my man be few
To teach thy precepts to Jesse
And thy law to Matthan.

Bless all my skills
My talents gifts and abilities
All my knowledge and wisdom
Every work I put my hand on
In the field and anywhere else
The abundance of the oceans
Treasures hidden under sea beds
On the hills and mountain tops
Let me abound with the favor oh Lord
To inherit the southwards to the lake
And the northwards to the ocean.






Let me be blessed and again
Most blessed of all sons is Jesse
Of all daughters is Angela
The bolt of my gates will be iron and bronze
And my strength will equal my days
The heavens will drop dew forever
For the Lord is my glorious sword, shield and helper
Jehovah engraved me on the palms of his hands
My walls are ever before him
So, kings will be my foster father
Queen my nursing mother
They will bow down before me
And lick the dust off my feet.

I will arise and shine
For the glory has come
And the glory appears over me
Foreigners will now rebuild my walls
And their kings will serve me
Though in anger God struck me
In favor He will show me compassion
My gates will always stand open
They never will be shut day or night
So that man may bring me the wealth of the nations
For the nation or kingdom that will not serve me
The same will perish rapidly.

My God will make me the everlasting pride
And the joy of all generations
I will drink the milk of nations
And eat meat of the entire universe
I will be nursed of royal meals
Instead of bronze God will bring me gold
And silver in consign of iron
In wood stead will he bring me manganese?
And iron in place of dust
The lord will make peace my governor
And righteousness my ruler
No longer will they call me deserted
Or name my land desolate
But I will be called "Hephzibah"
Meaning my delight is in her
And my land "benlah"
Meaning married
My left hand will be blessed
Abundance will it be on my right
All my living years to the hundredth generation
Now and forever more
Aaaamen.

By nelson (deut 33.isa 49-62)