(Choir humming softly)
Oh, thank You Jesus.
We miss you, mother.
On the fourteenth of January, twenty twenty-six,
God called home a champion, a mother to us all.
Georgina Chisapi, your beautiful light still shines,
Jonah Mweemba holds the love that never falls.
From the Nakambala Citadel to the golden skies,
The Territorial Song Stars sing with tears in our eyes.
Till we meet again, Georgina, rest in His grace,
Hallelujah, you have run your holy race!
We will miss you deeply, but we know where you are,
Shining bright in heaven like a morning star.
Amen, praise Him, yes Lord.
Casey, Connie, Malambo, and Hilary stand strong,
Majory, Ginah, Ruam, and Kondwelani sing your song.
Luyando, Lushyomo, Lungowe, Vernon, Kaluba dry their tears,
Anthony, Ba Blaza, Jeff, and Gibbs cherish all the years.
Till we meet again, Georgina, rest in His grace,
Hallelujah, you have run your holy race!
We will miss you deeply, but we know where you are,
Shining bright in heaven like a morning star.
We will meet again.
Glory, glory, hallelujah.
Amen.