Dear Lord bless our hustle
So we can flex our muscles
Let us not stumble
Lift us out of our troubles
Let not our hearts get rumpled or worst of dampened
Reduce any hastles cos with you our lives can never be stressful
Give us the grace to be humble having the spirit to be charitable
For it takes pride to tumble
Written by Bunmi T Ajagbe
Instil in us the control of our lives, like Lion, king of the Jungle
Connected to you like unlimited cyber data bundle
In celebration of Your grace, we shall to the sound of sweet Calypso, rumble
Like hot knife through butter, we shall ease through, may we never struggle
Steadfast in the culture of praising Your name, we shall never fall or stumble
Like a chaste Bride married only to your holy Name the wedding bell shall jingle
As with Your grace the horses of our obstacles You put into Bridle
And round our waste you wear the anointed Ones Girdle
~ abiodun durojaye
The Oratorio 
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