…and as a follower, your best gear to wear,

bared from it, all your shine will turn to rust

Washed in baptism fount, the new you scream,

like infant suckling milk, you build to grow

And daily you beckon on him yet far from reach,

for the faith you bear never does soar

Believe and trust, for his promises are sure,

blind you are to his works, for unique are his ways

Always walk his path accompanied by faith,

A foundation you’ll build to shield it from storm

The word of God, the source, the fountain of faith

And his blessings you’ll reminisce again and again

(c) By Duruji Christian Chinedu