Made of diversities
They are made to sing
Music personified
The lyrics and rythmn
Are wired in their mind and heart
They write and sing it
They teach it also with their hearts
And they dance to it
They are the Cushites
They sing to lift the soul and spirit
They sing to praise and worship their maker
Sing to orient and rule
They are the Cushites
In sorrow they sing
When they are happy they sing
They sing at the rising of the sun
And at the setting down
Life is music to them
Whether good or bad
They are the Cushites
Music is their pride
And is their strength
Their hallmark
And core duty in this life
I so love the Cushites
