JESUS: HAVEN OF SATISFACTION

1. If I know not what to say when problems comes
Cause me to go dumb; lest I sin against you
Teach not my tongue to know evil
I just want to rest under your wings

2. When problems comes to dialogue, blindfold my eyes to see it
Even make me blind; lest I see and blaspheme
Make me remember your work of salvation
Lest I see and go back to Egypt

3. Carve my path with holiness, my deeds with righteousness
That I'll see problems as stepping stones of success
As the psalmist said, make me abide under your shadow
Make me invisible to sorrow

4. When I'm down, rejuvenate me
Teach my mouth songs of praise and put sorrow to shame
Even like David, teach me new songs, and my hands psaltry
Let your spirit fall on me

CHORUS:
When I have you as a companion
My life will be right and right always
Lord Jesus come closer than my fittest clothing
Come manifest your self in me
Jesus haven of satisfaction

© Adeola Precious Oguntibeju
4-12-2019

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My Journey to Bayelsa My journey to Bayelsa began on the day I printed my call-up letter, which serves as a pass to enter the main camp. Coincidentally, my travel coincided with a period of fuel scarcity in the country, particularly in Lagos, which led to a surge in transportation costs. However, I was fortunate to encounter favorable circumstances on my way to Bayelsa, my deployment state.

I know

Dark was the day and gloomy the night When lives of youths who for their right Raised their voices with unbridled passion Met their doom while on their civil mission They die helplessly on our street Unprepared, yet long eternity to meet. Oh that our white flag means peace Oh that our national identity remained unstained We would have walk and work with ease But for the massacre we are pained When will thou arise and shine And put on your purple and wine Let it not be later But rise now, Father of fathers To help the nation whom though loveth For I know, HE liveth. ✍🏽 David Olumide (Beloved)

GLIMPSE OF HEAVEN

I see the reflection of my happiness, In your eyes, Picture perfect, Like a bouquet of posies, Like a sky full of sunshine... Defining my journey aforetimes, Prologue of heaven, Heaven on Earth. I hear the reverb of choruses, Hallelujah over there, Someday I'll be there, There my heart belongs, No moth nor destroys, Like a gold tried in fire... The dawn of anaphoras, How joy rankshifts sorrows To dust someday I'll bid farewell I see the transparency of my heart, In your words, Pure purity, With a blink, past becomes histories I'll be transformed with a glimpse, Just a blink, I am home To dust someday I'll bid farewell In you I love to dwell My home I destroy for a better home, The cross I built upon For a better home I'll live, To the dust when I'll bid farewell © adeolaoguntibeju

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