manna

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the corn of Zion bread of mighty manna

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the mennu mennu man es-simma

Man hu man hu

One of the ten things first created 

On the Friday of Creation day

Twilight it was fallen

After sunrise it would melt away

Kings of the East and the West would see it

From their palaces far away

Northern winds swept the ground

Rain washed the dirt away

My people had no trouble to gather it

We found it at the doors of our tents

Those of less belief had to search far away

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the corn of Zion bread of mighty manna

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the mennu menu man es-simma

Man hu man hu

Bitter when the wicked taste it

Slipped from their grasp always

Stretched out their hand to pick it up

Could not get the smallest piece

Streams were formed from the melting manna

For the animals in the plain

When the wicked killed the animal

They could taste it inna the flesh

Water was bitter so they never know

Precious stones would fall again 

Taste of food to man

And milk to the little children

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the corn of Zion bread of mighty manna

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the mennu menu man es-simma

Man hu man hu

Wicked they tried to pound it

Grind it and prepare it some way

Righteous knew it was ground

By the angels before it fell

Collected before sunrise

Cause it would melt in the sun always

Enough for two thousand people 

No matter how much we collected

Friday portion was doubled

Cause on the Sabbath it could not be made

Eaten same day it was gathered

40 years inna the wilderness 

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the corn of Zion bread of mighty manna

Manna

Jah give me the manna

Jah give me the mennu menu man es-simma

Man hu man hu