Frederick Kwesi Great Agboletey 

Straws In Fast Flowing Streams

Crying for help

Clutching for straws in fast flowing streams

Through long dreary night,

Seemingly without a helper

Your Lord's, who created all, is always within arms reach

If only your faith would have stretched its arms beyond your despair and fear

Towards Source of life, believing that your hope is rewarded when you just trust and reach out

You would have reached out and been held by sturdy arms of true strength un yielding–

Yet gentle owner of all

Keeping His eyes on least of all his creatures

His children he would not leave to suffer dread

Seeing through darkness of treachery of empty deceit

He sent salvation’s ancient promised fulfilled

In Christ Jesus, man’s saviour–

Mankind, Your saviour has come,

Gentle shepherd heeding evening call of his flock

To lead home, to pleasant pastures of reassuring rest his obedient children,

Rebelliousness sustained is a folly that is piteous

Set against grand glory of Jehovah’s great love

His love encompasses works unlimited of his hands-

Eyes roaming amidst his works of grandiose wonder incomparable

His gaze is a light shed of life

Bringing succour to seemingly hidden recesses

For from where can anything hide from sight of Creation’s Lord and master?

Can depths of darkness be hidden from its creator?

To whose sight darkness is context of clarity thoroughly examined

Against illustrious background of light?-