Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Poem 3: Till we meet again

Prelude: Do not feel totally, personally, irrevocably
Responsible for everything.
That’s my job.
– GOD


The future is unknown
So they say
But the future, your future,
Is known
This I say

Because I refuse to accept
The opinion of the majority
And I choose, with determination,
To hang on to the unchangeable facts
In the Book of the Almighty

They say this future
Is like the sacred groove
He who treads into it
Does so with fear
That this future is
Ever shrouded in uncertainty
But once again this is false
And I say so

Because I know a God
This God I want to believe
You all know too
This God knows the future
He is the Beginning, and the End
And so I want to declare
That your future can be known
Settled and sure
If only you’d but place it
In His Hands
The Hands of this Known God

If this God is the One
In whom you’ve believed
Then your future is known
Because the Master Planner is your God
Your future is structured
And determined
‘Cos the Perfect Builder is
The foundation of your life
Your future is not in a balance
For the Great Architect
Holds your life
In His Hands
Hmm, what a beautiful plan it is

A bird whispered in my ears
As I prepared for worship today
A beautiful white dove He was
Which same dove is here now with us
That herein are some Leavers, Finalists

Well, this – His message for ou
I know the plans I have for you
Plans for good and not for harm
Plans to give you a hope and a future
This hope is an anchor for your soul
This hope is certain and firm
This hope takes you behind the curtain
Right into the very throne room
Of the Most High
From whence all good gifts emanate

The storms may come
To test the strength of your anchor
Tears may collect, gather
As you eagerly await the fulfillment
Of your heart desires
But then He is not saying
There will be no rain
No storms, no tears
But He’s promising you a heart full of singing
At the very things that once brought pain
The storms may endure, but for a season
But laughter comes with the morning
The sun smiles after the rain
This same hope will see you through

The promises of God are Yea, and Amen (in Christ)
And not even one of them concerning you
Shall fail to come to pass
Be patient and wait for the timing of the Lord
Trust the Clock of the Most High
Will never runs too slow
Thought yours may run fast
Wait for Him
For He is no man that He should lie
Nor a son of man that He should change His mind
Has He said, and will He not act
Has He promised, and will He not fulfil

Know that there is no divination against you
Nor is there any sorcery against you
Blessings, blessings alone shall follow you
Because the Lord will never forget
Your labour and pain for His kingdom’s sake
I have received a command to bless
And bless I will
The Lord has blessed and it cannot be changed

Be like Mount Zion which cannot be shaken
Because you have put your trust
Your unflinching trust in Jehovah El Shaddai
As you dwell in the Secret place of the Most High
Know that His eyes are upon you
To prove Himself strong on your behalf
On behalf of you whose hearts are committed to Him
To strengthen you and hold you

We shall surely meet again
And when we do
It shall be said of you, and you
“See what the Lord has done”
And then you shall with a face
Brightly lit with heavenly smiles, declare:
“Yea, the lines have fallen
To me in pleasant places;
Yea, I have a good inheritance.”
May the Good Lord bless you,
And keep you faithful to Him
And aglow for Him

Till we meet again.


Written for a Leavers’ Worship Service at KNUST, 1997.

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