From dawn to dusk
You labour in the Lord's vineyard
To mould the young ones you keep
Many are the fruits you harvest
Thanks to the diligence, perseverance and love
That you manifest in your chores
Uncomplainingly you fast, toil
And trudge on thorny paths that pain
Other's successes remain your driver
Although thirst and hunger gnaw your entrails,
You remain steadfast like an iroko tree
Courage brothers do not stumble.
The path to glory leads but to the grave
Although you may suffer deprivation,
You have lots of reserves and untapped riches
In heaven for sure you have a place
Indeed, happy are those who mourn now
And woe unto those who persecute
And mock you for they shall inherit hell
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