(Chant: Many rivers, mighty thunderings)
(Sweet soaring trumpet and violin swell)
GPS Sign, Paapa Toughman
Nii Obrafo Odze Asampa
The kingdom prosecutor, BAM!
(With echo voice) Alleluia, salvation
Glory, honor, power unto the Lord
Truth and righteous are His judgments, BAM!
He judged the ones who corrupt the earth
Who spoiled the gold on every street
He heard the cry from the hollow ground
Where the wicked thought they could retreat
He avenged the blood of the humble servants
The blood of the farmers and fishermen too
The truth is loud like a summer storm
And the sky is turning a royal blue
Oh, Alleluia, the case is closed
Victory rising, the truth is exposed
Four and twenty Elders falling down
Giving glory to the King in the crown
Saying Amen, let the praises ring
To the Master of all, let the heavens sing
Nii Obrafo, the prosecutor stands
With the holy judgment held in his hands
Voices coming from the golden throne
Saying praise our God, let it be known
From the small to the great, let the sound arise
Like many waters and the thundering skies
Grandpaa Star, the monarch of all I survey
Watching the shadows as they melt away
Sealed by the power, the word is spoken
The chains of the world are finally broken
Oh, Alleluia, the case is closed
Victory rising, the truth is exposed
Four and twenty Elders falling down
Giving glory to the King in the crown
Saying Amen, let the praises ring
To the Master of all, let the heavens sing
Nii Obrafo, the prosecutor stands
With the holy judgment held in his hands
(Yebo, listen to the trumpet)
Righteous judgment, sharp sharp
(Aweh, hear the strings)
Justice flowing like a river deep
While the enemy falls to a heavy sleep
Victory, victory, hear the sound
Glory is spreading all around
Oh, Alleluia, the case is closed
Victory rising, the truth is exposed
Four and twenty Elders falling down
Giving glory to the King in the crown
Saying Amen, let the praises ring
To the Master of all, let the heavens sing
Nii Obrafo, the prosecutor stands
With the holy judgment held in his hands
Obrafo, true and righteous prosecutor, BAM!
Case closed, the victory is won
(Sweet trumpet and violin fade out)
Asambeni. Glory to the throne we go
Sho, it is finished.