All Of You... None Of Me Poem by Ola Joseph Kolawole

ALL OF YOU.

Like a clay
Ready to conform to the potter’s way
Mould and remould me, Lord, everyday
From my heart, these words I say.

Like a cake
Bake me Lord, till I’m baked
For eternity is at stake
This is my watchword, every step I take

Illuminate my path with Your fire
This day, take me higher
Until Your Kingdom I acqyuire
For this is my heart’s desire

Soon shall the trumpet sound
And in my heart shall joy abound
For I will depart this earthly ground
To meet Him who has my crown

To your call, make me hearken
Even when my heart seems hardened
And my belt, I pray I fasten
Thatr on my waty, I won’t be bending

Help me Lord to hearken to your call
Though I know it calls for my all
Give me the grace to surrender all
And serve You well on this planet, though a ball.

That I may say with boldness
“I am for ALL OF YOU
And none of myself.”

March 8,2006.