Abandoned To Him Who Loves Me Poem by Oyekake Satty (O S) Joshua - Amopho

The plowman furrowed through my being
To till and mulch me for his cultivation
That my renascent soul may hasten to life

And for years he embarked on his work
To tear down and rebuild for his glory
A life worthy of his calling and purpose

And meanwhile he nurtures and prunes me
Uprooting what once was fair in my eyes
To make way for what is good in his sight

That I may live and labor each day for him
To exhaust my talent and passion for my Lord
The embrace of my deepest longing to realize

And aging gracefully each day to a joyous life
I look ahead, my glory days now approaching
My heartwarming reception quite imminent

I celebrate each moment in his sweet fellowship
And retire each evening in his sweetest embrace
His love and comfort sweet slumber ministering

I rise each morning with joyous anticipation
To engage each activity before his presence
To fully give of myself, my time, my life, my all

My longing growing deeper each passing day
My passion mounting, my heart aching for Him
I’m abandoned to live for him who loves me most