– By Ojo Olalekan
Of a Ghost that’s a toast
At the beginning ‘twas the Power to create
Of all water and its coast
And all life He generates.
Omniscient, present everywhere
Powerful, He’s Power
Into vacuum, He kills fear
And grace He builds like a tower.
Trinity’s Third, He’s God
So re-assuring His Love
Over my life, He’s Lord
The source of all my stuff.
On 120 men, You divided at once
Stamping them with boldness and power
Pow’r to heal and preach God’s stance
And evil to make fewer.
Now, in and more You reside
Unimaginable good works to perform
Guiding us to always abide
Till in the image of Jesus’ we’re conformed.
In direct’g, He is King
When He we acknowledge
Communicates more than a BB ping
Our concerns, He destroys with His sledge.
Many times I grief thee
When my flesh I obey
Gently but passionately, You convict me
Until on my knees, I begin to pray.
Strengthen me to remain pure
Despite this terrestrial corruption
Your love in my heart makes sure
And yonder ‘ere, my appreciation becomes your satisfaction.
I LOVE YOU SIR.