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In Christ

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A poem in soon to be published book: Our God Reigns – Inspirational Prophetic Christian Poetry Volume 3

Volume 1 &2 as well as other books can be found by clicking here https://www.amazon.co.uk/Deborah-Esther-Nyamekye/e/B01ERXXC6E

 

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Yahweh Sabaoth (The LORD of Hosts)

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Merciful God,
My heart is overwhelmed for
you came down from your majestic throne as a Man of war leading your armies and broke through the fortress of my imprisonment,
the cage of my captivity.

You battled the hordes of hell, the powers of darkness, in the abyss of deception and the trenches of affliction.

You took hold of the horned Prince of darkness and hurled him out of my way and lifted me up, washed me clean and set me along your glorious path.

Your wonders to perform.
Your acts to make known.
Your works to declare.
Your will to be done.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
©Deborah E. Nyamekye 21/10/ 2016

His Promises, His Words

Sarah was promised a babe by God in her old age but laughed in disbelief.
Without a promise uttered by God, Hannah wept until she conceived, much to her relief.
Promises in His Word God gives, available for those ready to receive. Prophetic Words, the Almighty gives, even to the dismissive. 
So be it barrenness in the womb or in life’s pursuits, stand on Yahweh’s Words of Truth and He will never deny nor refuse.
©DENyamekye 16/10/2017

The Glorious Dawn

In the fullness of time, it was the chime of the heavenly clock that put a stop to the types of old and announced the Messiah’s appearing. 
Chosen messengers, flames of fire proclaimed the birth of God’s delight. 

Long gone was the night of preparation and the temporal wheeled away. 
The long awaited dawn appeared serving the reality of things flavoured for eternity.

Of Moses, Yeshua said “…it was I that he was writing about..”* Indeed he is woven seamless in the Torah, a fact of truth, without a doubt. 

The Menorah, now the Light of the World. The scroll of the Law, now the Word in flesh, its flaws to perfect.

Believe in him, the only High Priest, a Lamb slain for our sins that we may have peace.

The Way, The Truth and the Life is he. His grace and mercy we fail not to see.

Praise Yahweh! who dwells no more in tents, nor temples made with hands but in hearts men rend daily to him who died to set them free.

*Quote:John 5:46

©DENyamekye 16/10/2017

Walking with & Believing God

Enoch walked with God, he never saw death.
Abraham believed God, from his loins came blessings so the world would have no dearth.

David walked with God and danced, full of mirth.

Hannah believed God, so from her womb, Samuel, the great prophet, she gave birth.
Let us walk with God, led by the Spirit of Truth.

Let us believe in God, searching the scriptures with the zeal of a sleuth.

©Oct 2017 Deborah E.Nyamekye 

Poem categories: 

-Men & Women of the Bible

-Intimacy with God

Joseph 

Famine, he called upon the land, but God had a plan. So He sent Joseph His beloved son.

In slavery he was sold, in prison he was thrown but to save him there was none.

In God’s appointed time, the king had a dream. No one was found to give the meaning though they searched all around. 
“But wait! a prisoner in chains had such a gift” said the king’s waiter.
So Joseph a man without strife, interpreted it as a message from God to preserve life. 

Jacob’s son with a coat of many colours was also God’s son with a gift to impart heavenly favours. 

His feet with fetters were loose so that matters of life administration they would pursue, for the king “made him lord of his house, and ruler of all his substance, to bind his princes at his pleasure; and teach his senators wisdom”(1)
Life by the side of his earthly father as a child was his privilege.
As an adult, his Heavenly Father’s gift made room for him, so that life preservation for the sake of multitudes become his blessed vocation and message. 

-Inspiration from the book of Genesis’ Story of Joseph & Psalm 105.

-Quote (1)from Psalm 105 vs 21-22

©30092017Deborah E. Nyamekye 

One of the poems from the series: Storytelling poems of redemption and purposeful living

All that Glitters is not Gold

(Poetic Stories of redemption (series))

There was a pretty young lass who desired to accomplish much, and set her sights on writing fiction. Befriending achievers she became popular by association. 

So called friends, the learned and posh and dimwits with a lot of dosh passed through her life leaving their opinions 

and thoughts. “Wow that’s a bestseller!”, “Excellent work get a publisher!” said they full of praise. Her ego was raised and she became full of self praise.

This lass became a spendthrift to fit among the top notch, made regular purchases of new bags with shoes to match. Also dating a rich publisher to her was quite a catch. The lass cared not for old friends, shunned them and laughed at mama’s prayers and tears.

The knock on the door was almost unheard as in unison thunder announced the coming storm. A delivery of newspapers it was, for the day of media reviews of the book had dawned. 

Her face beamed with a smile, looking back with delight at her gold trimmed writing world with a sugar daddy for a publisher and top class publicity. The promise of free book signing events she received in a club was to her a seal of his unending love. 

Sitting pretty awaiting her man, she began to read review after review…

As lightening struck, her smile cracked and shattered in an instance, tears streamed down as she prayed to awake from the horrible dream. 

A dream where she was pinned down by critical words as sharp daggers causing unbearable pain. Her sobs were as the sound of the raindrops and became wails, louder than the hurricane late into the night!
Such was her state, in shock for two days.

Mr lover man, the publisher answered not his phone, nor did he and her uppity friends return her calls. In shame she called her mama who sobbed on the phone and rushed to cradle her baby girl, home alone.

Mama the wise, her tongue uncoiled as a scroll and out came these words:

“Have a vision, run with it but never leave your true self and her backers behind. People in shallow places, pout what they know their peers want to hear, to tease the ear.

To be in the click, they stroke each other’s backs and throw kisses as enticing cats. You were too naive and tame to know my child that with them elevation at all costs for fame is the name of the game.

Mama repeated her words into ears as sink holes and a heart as quick sand, creating in mama’s girl a desire to depart from the old, so that she craved for a new start. Mama prayed, she repented and with bags packed,

homeward bound they drove with mum singing praises at the wheel. 

The lass fell asleep and saw a man, then he became the Door and in she went. There a pasture of beauty appeared, full of books and scrolls embedded in the soil “as potatoes ready for the picking…” were her thoughts.

She heard a voice say “Now you know trusting self and the deceiver avail nought and all that glitters is not gold. A repentant heart is my writing board, a place wherein I impart my vision. 

The reality you now see, a field of finished works are for an appointed time, my dictates of truth from your hand to bless the world.” 

From henceforth I commission you to write in pastures green where a dreamy destiny does become reality.”
Then a pen was placed in her hand, on it was written her name “Jemima” and the words:

“Reverence for God and His True Word are more desirable than Gold”

©Deborah E. Nyamekye 20/09/2016

Scriptures 

John 10:9 KJV: “I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture.”

Psalm 19:9-14 NLT :

9Reverence for the LORD is pure,lasting forever. The laws of the LORD are true; each one is fair. 10They are more desirable than gold,even the finest gold. They are sweeter than honey, even honey dripping from the comb. 11They are a warning to your servant, a great reward for those who obey them. 12How can I know all the sins lurking in my heart? Cleanse me from these hidden faults.

13Keep your servant from deliberate sins! Don’t let them control me.

Then I will be free of guilt and innocent of great sin. 14May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you, O LORD, my rock and my redeemer. 

Category of Poems: 

1) Poetic Morality & Redemption Discourse:
All that Glitters is not Gold

2)Poems: Morality & Redemption

-God brings Dreams to Pass

-The Great Escape.

-One way ticket to Heaven on the Metro.

-Jesus Heals the Brokenhearted & Sets the Captives Free.

-Restoration from failures of bygone years.

Knowing God 

Do you know Your God?
Those who know their God shall be strong and do exploits! Do you know your God? The Father of the Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ ? 
No I don’t mean “know about Him” nor what the scriptures say of Him. Yes, hearing about Him and reading the holy scriptures is a start. But knowing Him goes far beyond. 

Knowing Him releases you from doubt and from being attentive to deceptive whispers and subtle nuances of Satan, the father of lies in every day life. 
Knowing Him arms you with invisible weapons that manifest in outbursts of praise and the ability to discern and prophesy life into dead or binding situations.
Knowing Him gives you a supernatural ability to be a step ahead of your enemies and to overcome the wiles of Satan not just for yourself but for the weak and vulnerable.
Knowing Him is your shelter from life’s dangers as He is a Father who is forever holding you in His arms, comforting you and giving you wisdom in every circumstance.
Knowing Him is like having a dependable survival kit all the days of your life.
Do you know Your God ?

©180917 Deborah Nyamekye

Humanity in Harmony

Humanity in harmony speaks of peaceful co-existence and resistance to divisive persistence.

Humanity in harmony is as the sound of a splendid composition from a symphonic orchestra, a reminder of the perfect handiwork of the skilled creator.

Humanity in harmony is a song with diverse harmonies perfectly intertwined, compelling the listener to erupt with rhapsodies of praise. 

Humanity in harmony is a rainbow of colours, individually significant yet their brilliance is enhanced only by convergence.

Without humanity in harmony, we are as good as dead. 

©DEN-The Witness 17/09/2017