I notice you've written — this appears to be isiZulu (or a related Nguni language) for "song lyrics 113" or "hymn words 113" .
Mfundo opened his mouth. For a second, nothing came out but a dry scrape. Then, from the very bottom of the stone quarry of his chest, a sound emerged. It was not beautiful. It was cracked, raw, and soaked in ten years of salt. But it was a sound. He sang the word “ zobumnyama ”—of darkness—and it was not a metaphor. It was his address. It was the valley he had lived in. amagama okuhlabelela 113
What is your favorite verse from this hymn? Does it bring back memories of home or a specific service? Share your thoughts below! 👇 "amagama okuhlabelela 113" I notice you've written —