Christian Poetry

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SO GREAT OH GOD

AH! From the rising of the sun, to its draining lowest ebb.
OH Great, so great oh God is our God, who is to be
Eternally glorified in Worship, and praise. How oh God, indeed is my
God so Far greater than all other possible creations, that could ever
Eternally survive existence, so Great oh God, thou art Great, oh God.

For in thee, doth the testimony of my God, art being found
Greater than all men, though the prestige of my life is ensued,
engrafted and enfostered by the blood of my Lord Jesus Christ. Thou
Propitiated for my crimson sins, and makes my life so worthwhile
to live, what such a privilege yet better enjoyed and paid for in God!

How transcending is thine greatness which finds life
Eternal for my soul, and as it oozes from the depths of my
Heart, the sweet splendour of thine Holy Spirit divine art my pleasure!
How so great is the God, Great is the God who I worship in
Christ Jesus, in the enshroudery of the Holy Ghost! So Great oh God.

by: Gbenga Abiodun

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TRULY IN FREEDOM

In abhorrence of a soul so sinfully enthronged,
is the fraudulence of a life, pricelessly by
Christ so paid up for. Where the effervescence
and rendezvous of my life blossoms into the
Liberty, set out full fledge, truly in freedom.

In the hands of the robbers of souls, by
the chains of captivity do I truly in freedom
set out at liberty, And truly indeed I ‘m free,
by the greater price of an indebtedness
of a wage, though prodigious, yet far better paid over.

For truly, if the son of God shall make me free,
I shall be free indeed. Ah ! I’m freed, I live
Truly in freedom. For where the spirit of the Lord
Shall be, there is liberty. For marvelous is the
Blood of the lamb, In whom I live now on truly in freedom.

by: Gbenga Abiodun

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A STRENGTH SO DIVINE

What a weakling so dare contemned for the maggot
So brutall'd by the mighty, to be relished and left
For the dead. So terribly high is the weight drastically
To submerge him. The violence of the treachery
Speaks with articulation against the innocence of the doubtless.
So doubtless is the power of his conviction, in the
Downright of his heart, in the amazing strength of Christ
So divine and boundless, oh very decapitulative to,
Sawn the devices of foes, and subtle imaginations
Of the raging surveillance of the enmity over a vibrant soul.

How mighty is thine strength, oh Lord our king
When as our Saviour and Father, thou by thine
Divinity, exemplified our lives, from a desupernaturalised
Condition of a soul so unworthy, and into life eternal,
Do I so find myself in thee, in a strength so divine do I live on.

by: Gbenga Abiodun