Force yourself to sit.
Force yourself to wait.
Force yourself to trust.
Force yourself to forgive.
Force yourself to laugh.
Force yourself to write.
You can’t help that you fuss yourself—
So force yourself to leave the shelf
and let your path praise the Lord.
Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
I’m looking for a different satisfaction.
Norm told us to steal and keep eating,
The team disbanded to hunt for new stories,
And the show goes on; the sun circuits still.
I need to practice letting God choose—
For present comfort is no guarantee.
Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
Footsteps prince me a path through the din.
Hands that held my back now applaud my stumbling—
Speaking of my stumbling:
I was sipping last ones, hoping that the first won.
And the show goes on; the trump is still blown.
All my medals rust before the changing times,
for You, Lord, were my only true possession.
Bring me home, bring me home, Lord.
These scars will follow me into victory.
Rooftop farming—aura wasn’t the only fruit.
I have witnessed enough to shrug from a cloud.
Lord, please take the pen again; write me back to right.
Outside Your Word, there was treachery that paralyzed.
For You alone are truth,
and Yours walk beneath a different sky…
…beneath a different why.
Bring me home, bring me home, Lord—
everywhere I am.
Godzniel
©2025
Tag: praise
Testimony of God’s Faithfulness.
Hi there. Welcome to this recap of freestyle Friday🥳. I am JahzRhythm and I’m thrilled to take us on this journey through life giving words. Shall we?
Date: 12th of July, 2024
Topic: Testimony of God’s Faithfulness.
The flood gates of word goodness was opened by our host GodzNiel with this wonderful piece titled: Testimony of God’s Infinite Faithfulness
Five star Dragon,
God’s touch turned me a las born
Shake Shake Shake when I Praise God
Don’t you know he is awesome
Do you not know?
Eternal anchor
Waves stop where he has told to
Trust, Obey, Allez-oop through
Don’t you know he is faithful
Do you not know?
God is too faithful
We dey like zanku
Wasting our time on what strength can do
Can’t hold a candle,
To when God host you
Would you be patient, or be a patient
Riches in Christ
Reaches the sky
Water my eyes
Abba Most High
Human disobedience wasted my time
God’s results pay more than crime
And he said, “Rest!” Oh
Then he just blessed up
Embarrassed me with sugar and favor
Waiting on God is still the best option
God?
You wey dey see wen dun I cast
Still curve ball gimme true pass
Director and Commander
Shey na you gimme script las las
Say if I hearken, you go fit act
Say if I calm down, I go see acts
More Chapters to our Romance
Ru Man’s
Me I dun confam
Carry me go, I go pray and fast
Changed my name to ‘Yeshua’s hand’
Tell dem say I dun confam
God is too faithful
God is too faithful
God is too faithful
God is too faithful
God is too faithful
God is too faithful
God is too…
Oh my God
Whoosh! this is so inspiriting. We needed time to take all of this in. Then few hours later, Ini Brown sent in this wonderful testimony:
Let me testify
I would never have passed any of life’s tests if I
Had not God’s spirit that edifies
Seeing as I
Often get lost on paths I wasn’t meant to ply
It clear that I
Need to rely on Christ to rectify
False strong holds with truth, Lest I lie
Far from the realms of eagles wings where I’m meant to fly.
Let me testify
Christ said never again would I thirst if I
Take a sip of his living spring that now springs within when I
Speak tongues known to calm storms
If I
Consider bibles as selfies then my
Testimony is but a caption.
An attempt to, in a sentence, capture the glory of a thousand words.
But still I must testify
To say his communion doesn’t leave a nice taste, I lie
For I’ve, tasted the wine of the spirit and been drunk in its midst.
I’ve transcend trials and tribulation with seemingly trivial bible gist.
I seen peace in a hurricane and walked through walls
I have found a hand ready to lift me everytime I fall.
Let me testify, his love has left my head defied.
For how the lord whose name alone should be edified
Choose to call me “son”, let me testify.
Isn’t God wonderful! This beautiful piece got a lot of reactions and in no time, GodzNiel responded with this :
Ah ahn
Iz this not too much Bro
What happened?!
Consider Bibles as Selfies, then your testimony is a caption
That you used God’s Word to transcend Tribulation
That you like the taste of His communion
Who’s been slicing Onions?
Must be the Mothers of CAP
Cooking something wey go light up the dark
Let the testimonies heal up the crack
Lord Jesus did a Heart Attack
Brother, Testify
Tell the people what the Lord has done
Like a pistol, all my fears are gone
Power Banker, He recharged my soul
Sprinkled pepper on the cankerworm
Yeah Brother, Testify
Yahweh said he’d bless the spot if I
Stay Linked in to the Word
Friends and Fam told me I’d be bored
But God has taught me how to spot a fraud
Testify
Tell the barren woman that she don’t need a womb to have a Leah kinda life
Tell all the brothers running after bags,
God has prepared a Joseph in advance
Ini-Abasi edi etii
Demons set traps, God gives Testimonies
Ha gaasi na haancha bu ofu, asi
Afo udiong-óuké Ifiokabasi?
Testify jorrr
Yes You, Testify Jorr! Imani Nnaemeka M couldn’t hold back, she then graced us with these wonderful words:
I rise up fresh with the new day’s light
Scenes of mercy engulf my sight
A soul stirred up high as a kite
A good matter my heart indites.
Once once… I thought what one’s lot truly was
Spurred by a barrage of unrelenting words
E no easy ehh… My sister e no easy ooo
This road wey be say na heaven we dey go
But wouldn’t you suffer here and still be on the way
Rather than to reach the other side and be a castaway
So they said and so I tried yet farther I seemed to stray
Unbeknownst to me, a sacrifice on lay away.
The thing I had to do, already done
The mile I had to go, already gone
The burden I had to bear, already borne
His love speaking louder than sin’s loudest horn
Asking nothing but the courage to believe
His assurance to you, that He’ll never leave
A guiding light piercing through the deepest dark
An endless provision supplying for every lack.
So I stand to testify, a witness on the stand
A simple complexity I hope you understand
Not a mere act, these walls that I dare to leap
My standing in Him is not mine to keep
I’ve learned to rest, to trust, to surrender
All to the One of whom wrong memories are yonder.
Past, present, future my sins are forgiven
I walk in the liberty that he has freely given
To this end I rejoice!
Glory glory Hallelujah!
My testimony thus:
A stitch in time
Saved forever.
Such soul-stirring words… and then, it rained testimonies. From Pearly Thoughts we had this awesome piece:
“It is Finished.”
The God of abundance
Declared this statute of limitation
Against sin’s desiring eyes
Against death’s longing hands
After He drank from the cup of judgment
To its last drop
‘It is finished’ He said
The chastisement of our peace he meant.
I am a witness of his Testimony
Then captain Godswill Ezeonyeka gave us more to praise God for with this:
The lions I had to deal with
Had more than dinner on their minds
The plotters who plotted against me
Had more than gossip in their arsenal
But the God who fights for me
Had more than an emergency rescue plan
See what the Lord has done.
With my bowed knees
God has made a mockery of Legion
With my silent supplication
God has disgraced Leviathan
With my heartfelt praise
God has declared His name, The LORD
Nahh, you cant say you are not so blessed already! The session ended with this beautiful piece from JahzRhythm just before the day ended:
Blessed be the One who sits upon the throne
Blessed be He from the depths of my soul
All that I am gives full recognition to the one who reigns forever and ever!
His word is the path I follow,
His testimony, the song I sing.
His name is my Shield forever,
I rejoice earnestly in every word He says.
Come, see my dancing shoes,
My lover keeps playing the tunes,
My feet keep moving to the rhythm of His heart,
My life is part of His orchestra.
His word is a lamp to my feet
Blessed be the One whose Spirit is my strength.
I trust in His unfailing love forever. and ever.
Taste and see that the Lord is good – Always. Thank you for joining me on this ride, I believe these have stirred your heart even more. I look forward to doing this with you again. Till next time, Chao.
Authors
GodzNiel
Ini Brown
Imani Nnaemeka M
Pearly Thoughts
Godswill Ezeonyeka
JahzRhythm
Behold
Jesus
Behold the Lamb of God
Worthy of ethereal praise
Holy, ordained Lord and Christ
Jesus
Behold eternity’s main character
The cause our curse no longer cost us
Resurrected, returning husbandman
Jesus
Behold the word of God
Presented in perfect reflection
The image of the living God
– Ezeonyeka Godswill
(c) 2022
Decisions
A decision is not glamorous
It is not about the raised chest of the champion as he declares his conquering conquests to an adoring crowd
It is a lot more than that with a lot less glamour
For a decision reduces a man to nothing more than his resolve
To stand
To stand when falling is convenient
To stand when running makes more sense
To stand even though he lacks the strength
A decision is both a man’s greatest defense as much as it is his greatest flaw for when life comes at him and strips him of all he once had
When life takes the glories in the alluring arms of yesterday
When life sails the praises of men to the next big sensation
When life takes one last bow as it exits in that fateful breath
May that man find I pray, a grateful appreciation that his resolve birthed the life he desired and his decision though tried and tested remained true
– Ezeonyeka Godswill
(c) 2021
Back To Basics
Common! Toot a pair
Grabs a mic,
My praise is double or nothing when I’m on air
Like Cerelac
I feed babies from what I’m made of
Like a fed’s baby I am made tough
So I come and toot a pair
my fingers form an equilateral triangle
To a king who sits in air
And knows the details of the Bermuda triangle
Singing praises from Lagos to Cincinnati
I’mma do
The Lord’s been making shapes way before the Illuminati
When you’re sick
who do you seek?
The light or dark end? Rahl!
Legend has it
That since the days of the mud seats
Before Harry thought to porter
And Zeddicus Z’ul Zorandered
Beyond the days when knights sat on round tables
And a king listened to a Sorcerer that was mere lean
He gave breath to a mud thing
And remixed an eye from a mud spit
Some people poke at God
Yeah, poke him on
‘Strike me dead if you’re real’
Or I choose to shun!
Same Niggaz having problems choosing what shoes to put on
God laughs and tell them Pick a shoe first
Pokemon.
Choosing God isn’t really a fair choice
it’s cheating
I’m siding with the one who knows how to get a heart beating
Who knows how to take a beating
How to die and still come back with a naming
JESUS!!!!
And the whole mountains came down before me, caving.
You have a chance to cheat legally
To spend your life being fed with epiphanies
Getting glorified in sense mehn, install mentally
Peter leaves a clue to you
You’ll surrender your life too if you only knew
That being dead in Christ
Is a sure way to slay in eternity
For your worth just keeps increasing like the price of a bag of rice. Eternally
Uc Truth
(C) 2021
Praises To God
Lift up your voices oh ye earth and let the sound of your praises reach the heavens
Sing like birds on a bright sunny morning and let the wonders of God be known to all.
Raise instruments in worship
Beat the heavy drums and play the flutes, let them testify to the King of kings.
Let your voices rise to the roof tops, overpowering even the strongest of walls, let the earth be shaken by the sound of rejoicing to our God.
Sing, with all your might. Shout, with all your heart and let all hell quiver with fear of our testimonies.
Praise the Lord!!!!
Edet Isiting
© 2021
DISAPPROVAL OF SAINTS
I used to head to A. G. most Sundays truly
Right until my pops popped in another assembly
Up in Abj, the irreligious allow arch-bars
A friend told me once, never allow wack bars
So I dug into the Spirit
I am in it cause I won it
Shackles made of responsibility
But I dance
Yeah I praise
By God l’mma glorify the Elohim
No need for the pressure or the inhibition
That meat for the idols has become our culture
But all the cattle and the hills are mine in the Lord
I used to cower, now my freedom got my brothers Michael Jackson in disapproval.
The Niel Quchi
© 2020
The Changed Man
Behold all things have become new
and the old lie in a forgotten heap
childish memories of me digging
underneath my bed on a Sunday morning
for where I’d tossed in my old pair of shoes
nowadays the changed me keep them up neatly
on a rung of wooden stiles the carpenter calls a shoe rack
Bible sleeps on a bedside stool
for a constant bath in Holy words I reach
across to it as often as I go
drink in words that lead, that guides
same letters in the book, a new meaning on the morrow
I remember mom’s narration on Joseph
please tell Dolly Parton
I share same story with her Coat Of Many Colours
only I took mine to many tailors
at the price of my chopped sandal soles
shoes on worn out feet
grazing gravelled road as they bleed
thank God, praise God I sing
because no longer do I handpick rags
all I see are tailor-made suits
my wardrobe is a rainbow of clothes
none having no holes
Nonetheless what I have outgrown is
the filthy old man inside of me
that cheated at elementary school
and purloined mum’s ten kobo
when she was busy at the hearth
One day aunt Betty suffocated my wrists inside mum’s purse
and gave me her two kobo
number eight of the decalogue says, ”Thou shalt not steal”
I hear you ma, my heart thumps with complete remorse
Tell that to the birds, coo that to baby lions
Whisper that in the ears of insensitive politicians
and the starved masses reaping where they did not sow
maybe they’ll pause then retrace their steps
and make way for the new experience.
Rebekah E.
© 2020
