As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he The things we dwell upon in our minds With affection or take to our hearts in fear Are the things that are finally built into our character The things we think of with love or fear Determine not only our characters but our circumstances And our environment as well The uncontrolled thoughts, the drifting life The past mistakes All can be obliterated By forgetting those things which are behind And reaching forth unto those things which are before And pursuing toward the mark for the prize Of the high calling of the most high in Rastafari