Christian Poetry

[sherlyk]

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

[sherlyk]

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