King David or Amenophis IV (Akhenaton)?

BLACKFACT:

Psalms that read like those of the Bible were written by a Pharaoh, Amenophis IV, better known as "Akhenaton, the Heretic King," 1300 B.C.or more than 400 years before David was born. Akhenaton, who was the father of Tut-Ankh-Amen, was extremely 'Negro' in type. He is called "the most remarkable of the Pharaohs."

PROOF:

For a comparison of one of the Psalms of Akhenaton with the 104th Psalm in the Bible see Arthur Weigall: LIFE AND TIMES OF AKHENATON, pp. 134-136. New York, 1923. Also J.H. Breasted HISTORY OF EGYPT, p. 373. New York, 1926.
black facts

JA Rogers--a non-formal Scholar compiled this information into a book called "Your History"

A tribute to JA Rogers--http://www.rootzreggae.com/Rootz-view/JA-Rogers3-1.htm

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--JA Rogers never met Dr. Darkwah of "The Africans Who Wrote the Bible" but their findings are exactly the same...

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Akhenaton's Hymn

When thou settest in the western
horizon of heaven
The world is in darkness like the dead...
Every lion cometh forth from his den,
The serpents they sting. Darkness reigns...
Bright is the earth when thou riseth in the
horizon...
The Two Lands are in daily festival,
Awake and standing upon their feet...
Then in all the world they do their work.


How manifold are they works!
They are hidden from before us.
O thou sole god, whose power no other
possesses.
Though didst create the earth according
to thy desire, being alone:
Man, all cattle, large and small;
All that are upon the earth.

Psalm 104:

Thought makest darkess and it is night,
Wherein all the beasts of the forest
do creep forth;
The young lions roar after their prey;
they seek their meat from God...


The sun ariseth, they get them away
And lay them down in their dens.
Man goeth forth unto his work
And to his labor until the
evening...


O Lord, how manifold are
thy works!
In wisdom hast thou made
them all;
The earth is full of thy
creatures.
Akhenaton: "Father of Monotheism

msfine:

it is not suspicious or odd that the spirit of poetry will show the same vision to more than one and that they will write about it in simular prose centuries apart.

methinks it not at all strange maam.