Sing however oh Boer-volk: de la Rey, de la Rey, but know that we will never get a king or leader again. Look, it is Only our Elohim that will come and lead us through great dangers. We were seduced and therefore we must suffer. Under the pressure of our sins, yes slipped into the filthiest mud, we now have to suffer under the great oppression.

Oh a volk is standing depressed, while the overwhelming odds rise up against them. We now have to reap the fruits of our debt and sin. Yes, trampled and oppressed, while the earth is shuddering and shaking. Under droughts we must suffer, while debt is getting us under. But with God on our side, a Boer we will stay and there is nothing that can bring us down!

So the Boer is oppressed, reviled as an utter villain. With his back pushed into a corner, nothing from the world is working out for him anymore. We have to settle according to the will of others, while we have to be frightened of our own shadow. Snatched from our land, our pockets shaken empty, and the big grasshopper plague begins to invade the entire country.

But with God on my side, a Boer I will stay. With our blood we will fight for this great privilege. Yes, we will devote our lives, to ride on the Horse of Victory like an Eagle so free. Look, there is no enemy that can bring a thoroughbred Boer down.

In a vision of the future, a small volk stands blissfully enraptured. For long enough they have swallowed from the bitter cup and therefore the child of Revelation is snatched away to heaven. So, where is Raca that would oppress the once-chosen volk so much? Look, the Spirit of Terror and madness swallowed them all, into the realm of death.

On the great and illustrious day of Elohim the Boer-volk has suffered for long enough. The battle has been fought and a small remnant is consecrated to Elohim as the Bride. Sing however oh Boer-volk, sing de la Rey, de la Rey… But know that never again will we get a human king or leader. It is ONLY ELOHIM that will come to lead the Boer-volk through great dangers.