Free me not from you hold
Demonic the trials appear to be
Monstrous are the woes
Disastrous are the storms
They have activated worries to be my foes
O you rope of faith
Tie me to that sturdy tree of courage
Loose me not, deafen your hears to my pleas
Free me into your captivity
Weave my heart with the fibres of hope
Strengthen my perseverance beyond breakage.
Unleash my intellect as your bait
You hold my boat, make me boldSifting knowledge as a bee
Collision of all, calm as doves.
Pale as a shinning worm
You have bridged my stepped toes
Your bucket bought my rope
A sail to land’s voyage.
Pace my mark, tie my mind’s lease
Bind me I pray, in agility;
My flicker of wise faith
Beyond, yet without breakage
Written by: Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom and Kemjy Xtien
I am a member of the WRR editorial team.