I bounced and balled;
Even through the Jericho walled,
Till Satan's punching blows wared
To stop my movement forward
.
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With stagnancy spurred,
Life became a prison ward,
Freedom became a puzzling surd
And sin the maze losers toured
.
With man injured
And his soul ruptured,
Righteousness turned the bored
In a scene where flowers don't bud
.
No hope was pictured
Till death's soul was punctured
And graceful life reassured;
That's when my life got restructured
.
The devil is a fraud
Lording over soul's he's clawed;
Keeping them from God's word
And hardening their heart's pod
.
Every ship the devil boards
Gets stuck in the mud,
But the sheep with God's sword
Finds each stream easy to ford
.
The then unpaid debt none could afford
Cleared by grace; we're no more flawed,
The flood of riches none could hoard
Swept off our flaws and got us awed
.
Sometimes we err but love is God,
Correcting us with love's rod;
All our prayers get a nod,
Chains broken; forever sawed
.
As we worship with melodious chords;
Praising our Lord as we applaud,
The love in our heart is shed abroad;
Knitted to Christ in one accord
.
Despite all the odds,
The depth of worship is explored;
As our praise explode,
The Devil falls with a thud
.
I don't drink from self's gourd
But the word that serves as my guard;
My heart's where his word is stored;
The chalk of the Spirit writes on my mind's board.
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Title credits: Oghosa Anthonia Imayuse
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