God deserves our Worship

With him we have a relationship
Which affirms his Kingship
And his Lordship
He’s built with us a friendship
But yet, let us not forget his Lordship

A time is coming and that time is now
No more running, we must stand firm
Because In these times,
True worship is found in the heart
So that,
Worship is more than singing
Can’t be compared to the bass’ toning
And it certainly isn’t at all about crying
Not even one’s groaning
Or the drummer’s rolling

Worship stands even when the music ends
Worship continues through daily activities
Especially when there’s no music,
Worship is completely in the heart
It is more than behaviour modification
Even if the behaviour should suit the occasion
It doesn’t translate as worship
Because in the end
Its all vain before his Lordship

If all worship is as long as the music lasts?
Then worship fails since it’s not in the heart
Coram Deo
Your whole life as worship before His Lordship
It is your total lifestyle
Whether in the presence or the absence of trial
Does your life sing pleasing music to Him
Worship isn’t what your lips sing
Neither the quality of the instruments as we think
It’s all about what the heart sings

How do we live our lives outside the church?
What are the desires we give in to?
What are the constructs of our thoughts?
Enough of the vain worship
Enough of the hypocrisy
Enough of the man pleasing
Remember our God is not Man
He is not swayed by actions
He sees through those actions
And pretence isn’t what he wants
He can see through the lies
They are not like mine, his eyes

Man’s approval does not equate God’s approval
So pleasing man in worship, doesn’t automate pleasing God in worship
So,
On Monday, through Tuesday,
Still on Wednesday, continuing Thursday,  Even Friday,
not forgetting Saturday and Finally Sunday, Worship

Do not get me wrong
I am not against the use of instruments
The bass, the lead, the keys and the drums
Do not misinterpret me either
I am not against singing in worship
And don’t get me twisted either
I am not against expressing one’s self when In worship
Crying, kneeling, and even groaning

I am but simply saying
That In these times and days
It is only worship,
When the heart expresses reverence
To his Lordship
Not when it’s an attempt to please those watching

So in the end, before his Lordship, do you really worship?

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One day I asked a question
One way I expected a suggestion
The future that everyone sees to be bright
The future I see to be blank

One day I asked a question
One friend gave his suggestion
To him in the future we're all dead
The future I dreamt about in bed

So I asked myself the question
And thought through his suggestion
I understood in the future we're dead
But not the future I dreamt about in bed

For I dreamt about a future
Of a world with a different feature
For when I think about the future
I see what was taught by the preacher

In the future we're all dead
In death our camouflage is removed
Raised from death, we're renewed
Definitely the future's been revealed

Now an answer to my question
With reference to their suggestions
The future everyone sees to be blank
The future I see to be bright.⁠⁠⁠⁠

By Benedicta Quarshie-Odoo

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Grace

I lift my voice and give him praise

For he left no trace of my disgrace

For that I say his name is great

Bow before his glorious name

God is prime

All the time

He paid for my crime

So that I am saved by grace

The world I left in haste

For in it I was a waste

To the flesh I was a slave

So that

Masturbation I craved

Into fornication I gave

Drunkenness an aim

Rebellion was my game

All of this gave me not my place

Denied me of his irreplaceable grace

But now I know my place

To him I run

To take my place in his plan

My conscience I tainted

With acts evil in his sight

A righteous person to the world I painted

I had become more concerned

Of what the world thought of me

More than what he thought of me

I could not sin in the open

But in my closet, in his presence

I duly and overly exercised my sinful nature

Away I drew, with each sinful act

The guilty conscience I could not bring myself to bare

A few seconds of pleasure

And hours of guilt was my predicament

But my rocks would not be weathered

My pride I kept, my sins I defended

I rationalized with science and human knowledge

But deep down I knew I was sinning

I felt weak, I felt ashamed, I felt guilty

His love I did not understand

Despite my numerous repentance

And my numerous betrayal

His love for me still abounds

He shows it in all forms

Reminding me his love

I crucified my flesh one day

And my life he changed

He sent his spirit into me

I received power over sin

Today I defend his word.

To everyone out there

Not by might, not by power

This is my testimony

God can deliver you out any

Addiction or situation

All you need do is ask

Behold he stands at the door of your heart and knocks

Would you let him in?

Don’t worship him with your lips.

Let your heart and total lifestyle do so

Ace By Grace

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