Fret Not Thyself Songtext
von Third World

Fret not thyself of evildoers
Neither be thou envious (of iniquity workers)
Fret not thyself of evildoers
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord

Some put their trust in horses and chariots (so ridicoulous)
Things of fine silk, linen and gold
What profit a man, save his own life
And lose his own soul?
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord


Don′t you know the world around you
It will crumble and fall
But the earth is Jah Lord and the fulness thereof
For I and I to dwell therein
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord
Trust in Jah Lord

Who come knocking, He shall open
Who come seeking, He shall find
Eternal, eternal life
Who come asking, it shall be given
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord
(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord

(Trust in Jah Lord, Lord, Lord) Jah Lord
Trust in Jah Lord, aah
We trust in Jah (Jah Jah)
Ooh yeah, hmm
We trust in Jah (Jah Jah)
We trust in Jah Jah Jah (Jah Jah)
We trust in Jah (Jah Jah) yeah
We trust in Jah (Jah Jah)
We trust in Jah (Jah Jah)