In his holy name by. Seeds of Abraham

Hook

We the seeds of Abraham, scattered but not slain,

Hebrew Israelites, breakin’ every chain.

From the Nile to the Jordan, bloodline never fade,

12 tribes risin’, truth in the flame.

They told us we was slaves, but the covenant remains,

Lost sheep found, now we walkin’ in His name.

Black skin, ancient kin, scrolls unsealed again,

Hebrew Israelites—remember who you been.

Verse 1

Yo, Deuteronomy 28, curses on the wind,

Ships across the ocean, transatlantic sin.

They changed our names, stripped the language from the tongue,

But the God of Isaac still hummin’ in my lungs.

Jacob’s trouble, we endured the whips and auction blocks,

Prophecies fulfilled, tickin’ like a paradox.

From Judah lions roarin’ in the concrete jungle,

To Levi priests prayin’ while the system crumble.

We built pyramids? Nah, but we built this nation,

Invisible hands on the Declaration.

They hid the truth in Vatican vaults and British shelves,

While we chased illusions, trappin’ for they wealth.

But the Most High woke us, REM dreams of Zion,

Torah on my heart like a spiritual iron.

No more pork on the plate, no more pagan dates,

Feast days only—Passover elevates.

Hook

We the seeds of Abraham, scattered but not slain,

Hebrew Israelites, breakin’ every chain.

From the Nile to the Jordan, bloodline never fade,

12 tribes risin’, truth in the flame.

They told us we was slaves, but the covenant remains,

Lost sheep found, now we walkin’ in His name.

Black skin, ancient kin, scrolls unsealed again,

Hebrew Israelites—remember who you been.

Verse 2

Benjamin in the Midwest, Ephraim out in Cali,

Reuben in the Chi, Manasseh down in Valley.

We argue on the corners, camps yellin’ different truths,

But the root is one—Abraham’s proof.

Not hatin’ on the world, just reclaimin’ our portion,

Edom’s time is up, now we steppin’ in proportion.

Melanin scripture, skin like brass in the furnace,

Daniel in the lion’s den, we learned to discern this.

They gave us Christianity mixed with Roman lies,

Sunday worship, Christmas trees—open up your eyes.

Return to the law, statutes, and the judgments,

No more idol talk, no more slave-mind trappin’.

We kings and queens walkin’ out of Babylon,

New Jerusalem comin’, sing the victory song.

From the streets of Harlem to the fields of Alabama,

Voices of the prophets echo like the thunder hammer.

Bridge

No weapon formed shall prosper, Isaiah 54,

We the chosen remnant, knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Forgive the ones who hate, still pray for all the nations,

But stand firm on the rock—our true foundations.

(Final Hook - slower, layered)

We the seeds of Abraham… scattered but not slain,

Hebrew Israelites… breakin’ every chain.

Bloodline never fade… truth in the flame,

Remember who you been… in His holy name.