Called, Saved, Chosen.
"Called, Saved., Chosen"
Called;
From every tongue,
Tribe, distant lands.
The invitation was made,
We heard the call
Thus we came
Converging from near and far.
.
So many we were,
Strangers, families, friends
We heard the voice
Of the Heir
Hence the reason we're here
Dirty, filthy and scared
Sin kept us unkempt
But we came just as we were.
..
Saved;
After we came,
We heard by faith
Steadfastly beholding
His face,
And believing His name,
We were born again
.
The old passed away
So new we became.
Sackless, pure and free
As new born babes.
We were transformed,
We were changed,
We were saved!
..
Chosen;
Alas, the time came
Being saved wasn't just enough
God's love needed to be
Expressed in a different form.
We needed to be reformed
We needed to be spiced up,
we needed a second touch.
.
Thence we became,
Empires of grace
Before the Lord ,
We held a special place
Chaste, reserved, in flames!
Our names were changed
On our face, a mark was placed.
We were drenched in the rain,
Of His matchless Grace!
So, we were called,
We were saved.,
We are Chosen!
Emmanuel Momoh
© April 2019.
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