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I may be small
But the Lord will make me big
He who turns a boy into a man
Magnify me
He who turns a midget into a giant
Magnify me
I may be a fool
But the Lord has made me wise
All men have two eyes
But I have three
Most men only look
But I can see
He who turns a civilian into a soldier
Magnify me
He who turns a peasant into a prince
Magnify me
I may be homeless
Wandering hopelessly in limbo
But the Lord can give me a home
He could place a castle on top of a fruitful land
And I will testify to the power of God
And I will sing to his glory
And tell the world my story
He who turned David into a king
Magnify me
He who gave power unto to Samson
Magnify me
He who operates in the air
Magnify me
You may be poor
But the Lord has not forgotten
And even if you smell like gutter
And eat food that is rotten
He who made Jaja a slave to become king
Magnify me
Because it is not by our power that we have succeeded
Foemen would have stepped on our heads
If we had conceded
He who made the universe
Oh! Magnify me
He who separated the land from water
Oh! Magnify me
He who created humanity
Oh! Magnify me
He who created the gods and angels
Oh! Magnify me
They may have technology
And the ability to create
From aeroplanes to cars
And guns that we think are great
But I have sent petitions to the highest power
He whose intelligence supersedes that of men
Oh! Magnify me
He who scientists think he does not exist
Oh! Magnify me
As I stand before you each day on the account of sin
And may your wrath not engulf us like raging fire
He who turns clay into steel
Oh! Magnify me
He who turns fire into ice
Oh! Magnify me
He who turns flesh into spirit
Oh! Magnify me
He who lays nations low
Oh! Magnify me
He who makes nations great 
Oh! Magnify me
Because it is not by our power that we have succeeded
Foemen would have stepped on our heads
If we had conceded
Shine your light
And liberate us from darkness
Break the chains
Oh! Lord and the shackles on our feet
Guide us Great Sheppard to the green pastures that we eat
And save us from the lions’ mouth
Draw your sword and spear
And grab hold of your shield
Show us mercy and do not destroy what you have built
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