Are You Still Here
They all used to be in the 'Kwaya'.
Every Sundays and even Midweek,
Ate the bread and drank the blood at the altar.
Sang like angels but spiritually weak.
They are the saints during worship sessions,
Sweet-sounding tongues that thrill the congregation.
They play the sweet chord,
But little or never did they know their Lord.
No desire for the sincere milk
Babes chasing babes
Physically agile, spiritually sick
'Hophnis' and 'Phinehases' in robes
I knew a man before the world began
Such an one cast down from above
Master of the 'kwaya celestial', accuser of man
Out from heaven, him and his rebels did God drove
He used to be God's delight
But through pride, he was taken out of sight.
He wasn't alone and never will be
Seeking more and as many he shall see
The rebels are still amongst us
They grew with us and dine with us
They are after their fame but not His name
They have left the faith, what a shame!
What if I say then
No one carries His name and end up in shame
I'd rather be a 'kwaya' faithful,
Than to be a celebrity rebel.
Alas! If the foundation be shallow
What can a man do?
Howbeit, he is tossed about to and fro
Having no root.
Soldiers wear the same uniform
Whether same or different platoon
Convinced by few, confused by some
If you are with us, we shall know soon.
By faith, Don Moen wrote songs
Even when no one was singing
And God made a way where there seemed to be no way.
By faith, Ron Kenoly sang out
Even when no one seems to shout out
But today, we all sing His praises from every nation.
By faith, Donnie McClurkin called Him faithful,
Despite seeing some of his efforts unfruitful
These are still the days of Ezekiel
Where dry bones are now become an exceeding great army.
By faith, Tasha Cobbs was getting ready
Knowing there's power in the name of Jesus
It's not my might nor by power
But His Spirit makes prosper.
By faith, Frank Edwards saw Him
Standing at the door
With fire in His eyes and healing in His wings
And God gave him a song.
By faith, Nathaniel Bassey turned down a big offer
Held on to God who can take him farther than far
And now, see what the Lord has done
What he waited for has come to pass.
By faith, Sinach knows 'who I am'
Though then childless, but was walking in power
And by a miracle, God proved Himself in all nations,
That He is the 'Waymaker'
The world will give you awards
But God is the giver of rewards.
Light is here
Remain here (In Christ).
Copyright © Israel Osinfade | Year Posted 2023
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