[male vocals] BANTU
BAMACHINJA (
People
Change) (
Spoken)
Prophetic
Professor
Fizwell
Nangwala
Music!
If
people
have
betrayed
you...
If
they
have
talked
about
you...
If
they
have
rejected
you...
If
they
have
left
you
when
you
needed
them
the
most...
Lift
up
your
head.
There
is
One
who
never
changes.
His
name
is
Jesus
Christ.
Baantu
bonse...
Bamachinja!
But
God
remains
forever. ---
I
walked
this
road
beneath
the
pouring
rain,
Searching
for
a
hand
to
ease
the
pain.
I
gave
my
heart
to
those
I
called
my
own,
Yet
somehow
I
was
left
to
stand
alone.
They
smiled
at
me
while
sharpening
the
knife,
Trying
to
cut
apart
my
quiet
life.
I
thought
the
ones
beside
me
would
remain,
But
shadows
always
expose
what's
fake.
Some
called
me
brother,
Now
they
don't
know
my
name.
Some
promised
forever,
Then
walked
away.
Still
I
hear
Heaven
whisper... "
My
child,
I
will
never
leave
you
nor
forsake
you." ---
PRE-CHORUS
People
may
disappoint
you.
Family
may
reject
you.
Friends
may
betray
you.
The
world
may
forget
you.
But
Jesus...
Will
never
change. ---
The
people
who
clap
for
you
today,
May
criticize
you
tomorrow.
Build
your
identity
on
God's
approval,
Not
public
applause.
Baantu
bonse
Bamachinja...
Yes,
people
change.
Baantu
bonse
Bamachinja...
Their
seasons
come
and
go.
They
walk
away
when
the
sun
begins
to
fade,
Leaving
broken
promises
they
made.
But
I
look
up
to
the
One
who
stays
the
same.
I
find
my
healing
in
the
power
of
His
Name.
Baantu
bonse
Bamachinja...
But
Jesus
Christ
remains
forever. ---
VERSE 2
I
remember
nights
upon
my
knees,
Crying
out
for
mercy
and
for
peace.
The
ones
I
trusted
found
another
way,
While
I
was
learning
how
to
trust
and
pray.
It
hurts
to
watch
the
masks
fall
to
the
ground,
When
silent
love
is
nowhere
to
be
found.
But
every
wound
became
another
page,
God
was
writing
purpose
through
my
pain.
Joseph
knew
rejection.
David
knew
betrayal.
Job
knew
sorrow.
Jesus
knew
the
kiss
of
betrayal.
If
they
rejected
Christ...
Why
should
I
lose
hope?
Every
rejection
Is
preparing
me
For
divine
promotion.
The
seasons
change
like
rivers
to
the
sea,
But
God's
unchanging
love
is
carrying
me.
They
built
their
lives
on
shifting
desert
sand,
I'm
standing
on
the
solid
Rock
I
stand.
When
father
leaves...
God
remains.
When
mother
forgets...
God
remembers.
When
friends
disappear...
Jesus
stays.
His
grace
keeps
falling
Like
the
morning
dew,
Reminding
me
His
promises
are
true. ---
BRIDGE
So
let
them
go...
Let
the
people
drift
away.
The
empty
chairs
Don't
define
my
destiny.
I
forgive
the
pain.
I
release
the
grief.
Because
my
future
Is
bigger
than
my
history.
I
don't
live
for
people's
opinions.
I
live
for
God's
approval.
I
don't
chase
applause.
I
follow
Jesus
Christ.
He
is
my
identity.
He
is
my
confidence.
He
is
my
hope.
He
is
enough. ---
CHORUS (
BIG
WORSHIP)
The
people
who
clap
for
you
today,
May
criticize
you
tomorrow.
Build
your
identity
on
God's
approval,
Not
public
applause.
Baantu
bonse
Bamachinja...
The
world
keeps
changing.
Baantu
bonse
Bamachinja...
But
my
Savior
never
changes.
They
walk
away
when
the
sun
begins
to
fade,
Leaving
broken
promises
they
made.
But
I
lift
my
eyes
unto
the
Lord.
He
is
my
Refuge.
He
is
my
Strength.
Yesterday...
Today...
Forever
the
same.
I
have
been
betrayed...
But
I'm
still
standing.
I
have
been
rejected...
But
I
am
still
chosen.
I
have
been
talked
about...
But
Heaven
still
speaks
well
of
me.
I
have
been
forsaken...
But
my
God
has
never
forsaken
me.
The
people
who
clap
for
you
today
May
criticize
you
tomorrow.
So
build
your
identity
On
God's
approval,
Not
public
applause.
Baantu
bonse
Bamachinja!
But
Jehovah...
Never
changes.
He
is
the
same
yesterday,
Today,
And
forever. ---
OUTRO (
Spoken)
This
is
Prophetic
Professor
Fizwell
Nangwala
Music.
To
everyone
carrying
invisible
wounds...
To
everyone
betrayed
by
the
people
they
loved...
To
everyone
rejected,
Backstabbed,
Forsaken,
Or
forgotten...
Remember
this:
Baantu
bonse
Bamachinja.
People
change.
But
our
God...
Never
changes.
Stay
lifted.
Keep
the
faith.
Jesus
Christ
is
still
on
the
throne.
Prophetic
Professor
Fizwell
Nangwala
Music. (
Fade
out
with
soft
piano,
gentle
choir
harmonies,
and
a
steady
African
log
drum
pulse.)