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AMEN
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AMEN was released on August 30, 2026 by SICHI's EFFECT as a part of the album AMEN - Single
August 30, 2026
LabelSICHI's EFFECT
LanguageEnglish
BPM82
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

“…Before there was light…
There was the Word.”
Yeah…
This ain’t religion.
This is resurrection.
SICHI…
Let’s get it
Four in the dawn where the silence is speaking,
Stars still awake while the whole world is sleeping.
Knees to the floor, every heartbeat repeating,
“Seek ye the Kingdom”—the reason I’m breathing.
I wasn’t built just to gather possessions,
Palaces crumble, but truth is eternal.
Gold cannot ransom the soul from oppression,
Grace is the fire that burns through the furnace.
Used to chase echoes that vanished with daylight,
Building my castle on sand in a landslide.
Christ was the cornerstone hidden in plain sight,
Now every collapse was preparing the stand right.
Cross on my back but His blood made it lighter,
Lion beside me while walking through fire.
Walking on waters impossible, higher—
Faith got me stepping where logic expires.
Peter was sinking from looking at waves,
I was imprisoned by digging my grave.
Mercy kept calling my government name,
Breaking the shackles I willingly made.
Pharaoh had Egypt,
Sin was my prison.
Moses kept pointing,
Christ is the bridge then.
Jordan ain’t water—
It’s death into living.
Baptized my pride,
Now my spirit has risen.
I’d rather have Heaven than all of the headlines.
I’d rather know Jesus than own every skyline.
If seeking the Kingdom means dying to my plans,
Then bury my ego—
Let Heaven revive mine.
Your will…
Over my ambition.
Your voice…
Over my opinions.
The Kingdom before the crown…
Forever my position.
Life got geometry—God is the center,
Everything else is a line to remember.
Move from the source and the structure gets weaker,
Back to the Rock and the walls become stronger.
Vertical beam gave a sinner direction,
Horizontal arms became human connection.
Cross is the compass correcting my heading,
Grace is the architect drawing perfection.
Lucifer fell from the height of his pride,
Adam reached out and believed Satan’s lie.
Christ climbed a hill just to willingly die,
Then emptied the grave so His people could rise.
That’s holy arithmetic—
Subtracting my arrogance,
Adding His holiness,
Multiplying miracles,
Dividing inheritance.
Heavenly mathematics,
Mercy beyond what the numbers establish.
Infinite love inside finite existence,
God wrote forever in temporary vessels.
I’m no coincidence,
Every breath carries significance.
Before I was born,
He authored my sentences,
Writing redemption in permanent ink.
The enemy studies my weakness like evidence,
God keeps replying with covenant promises.
Hell knows my history,
Heaven knows destiny.
One speaks my failures,
The Other remembers me.
Who am I…
That You still call me son?
Who am I…
That mercy still outruns…
Every mistake…
Every chain…
Every war…
Every shame…
You never left…
You never changed…
So every morning…
I’ll call Your Name.
So if You wake me before the first sunrise,
That’s not insomnia—
That’s Your divine time.
Four in the morning,
The battlefield opens.
Demons fear people
Whose prayers stay unbroken.
Not chasing platforms,
Applause or celebrities.
Building an altar,
Not feeding my vanity.
Some count followers…
I count faithfulness.
Some chase a legacy…
I chase His presence.
Because the Kingdom’s not somewhere above me,
The Kingdom begins when the King governs me.
So if tomorrow they write on my stone,
Don’t say I conquered this world on my own.
Just write…
“He sought the Kingdom.
He carried the Cross.
He trusted the Shepherd…
Whatever the cost.”
Our Father…
Who art in Heaven…
Hallowed be Thy Name…
Thy Kingdom come…
Thy will be done…
On earth…
As it is…
In Heaven.
Amen.
Written by: Jace Chipanta Sichilima

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