Frederick Kwesi Great Agboletey

With Light In His Wings

I

I give all my worship unto thee o Jehovah,

All praise, worship, glory and honour to my Lord

My Creator who moulded me in His image and gave me breath

He created a garden designed to my specifications,

Who made me and knew me

He set me above all things in my garden of joy

He delighted in me,

I, in my innocence rejoiced in my Father's presence

Days of innocent delight in my Father's bosom

Peace, security and wonderful things that I took for granted,

Innocence un-beleaguered

Ease of peaceful obedience

For there was and that was all

It had a purpose,

Whose end most delightful, sustained

For there was only what was given unto me

To delight in,

In my Father's presence, at peace

Then, in aftermath of disobedience woeful intrusions of destruction

Peace was a memory bitter in its sweet recollections fast fading -

Long was I a bundle of sadness

Trampled into arid grounds of bitterness

By unworthy feet of gruesome lusus naturae

These hardy grounds cracked and dried up after ravaging floods

Had washed away lush garden of perfection

In waves of rage and undeserved destruction of wanton disobedience

Lawless fiends of brutish cowardice running amok

Run on my back

Digging up these fields of favour, now in disfavour,

In fields of joy despoiled -

II

Joy in loving Lord who came back

To His own, with light in His wings

He, who descended down to these forsaken landscapes,

Places long denied of peace beseeching for restoration

Our Lord revived ancient waterways of revitalisation

From ancient times prepared for this season of renewal

Ancient springs refreshing strength sealed in torrid aridity

When mighty was wrath of Divine anger

At moment in creation when saddened Father

Closed grand, gracious favour's outpouring of delight

Sealing springs of refreshment away from fallen man,

Letting loose depletion of locustery avidity

Creation's face wracked and lined with furrows of anguish-

Yet, Father, you couldn’t remain far from your handiwork

In you O Jehovah, your creation lives, in your absence all pine and dry up

When great God in sorrow and anger turned His face of glorious light away

Sudden darkness blanketed man, fallen on hard grounds, hearts hardened

Man's anguish filled Heaven's pathways of praise till ordained time

When grace was Lamb of God come in grace and mercy

With healing rains in His hands of compassion

Pouring upon uplifted faces emaciated from lack of spiritual nourishment-

He poured upon these weak limbs renewing spiritual food

Feeding them life’s nourishing replenishment

Restoring wellbeing after years of spiritual famine

He replenished with outpourings of showers of blessing

Enabling by Holy Spirit

Sent forth to feed hungry masses long in waiting -