RESTORATION

My, my, my

I can see the bride

Clapping hard, singing loud

Symphonies of saints, streams and sunbirds

As she walks merrily towards
Gracious groom

It is dawn, the sun has shone

Sunflowers facing eastward

Absorb the fresh dew

The morning star

Smiles at the heart exposed to the warmth

Revival is here

Trees have flourished, food is furnished

Our green forests are fertile

Vagabondage is over

Little babies and adults alike

Hand in hand sing the national emblem

Grateful for the oil