Chioma Jesus + Mercy Chinwo - Okemmuo (The Spirit of the Spirit) Lyrics
Released: 04 Sep 2019
Lyrics
Chukwo Okike (God of creation)
Abba Father
Ibu kwa okwemo (You are the spirit of the spirit)
Ochie Dike na aha (Mighty man in battle)
Papa nke ukwu (Mighty father)
Akporom oh okmmuo (I call You the spirit of the spirit)
Okeke Ebube (Mighty Glory)
Ogenamuo (He who moves in the spirit)
Ibu Ebubedike na Aha (You're the mighty man of war)
Okemumuo is Your name (The spirit of the spirit)
The spirit of the spirit
You're the spirit of the most High God
OWegi onye dika gi (There's none like You)
Okemmuo na Erioke aja
(The spirit of the spirit that eats mighty sacrifice)
Ezem owegi onye dika gi
(My king there is none like You)
Okwagi kwuruogwu na nba okechi oga mesu na nba ozo
(You spoke in the heavens and it pass on earth)
Okemmuo (The spirit of the spirit)
You are a covenant keeping God
Okemmuo Okemmuo
Covenant keeping God
Agabwe Agabwe eh ehh
(God that never forsakes)
Onyemeri (winner)
Covenant keeping God
You're my covenant keeping father
Covenant keeping God
You're my covenant keeping father
I've come so far with You
There is no turning back
All You have promised me Baba
You have fulfilled them all
You are not a man that You should lie
Whatever You say You will do
I have found rest in You
You are Jehovah Jireh
You can never never fail
Okemmuo eeeh
One wih You is majority
I put my trust in You
I have no fear in You
My confidence is in You
Because You can never fail
You're my covenant keeping God
Okemmuo Okemmuo
You are a covenant keeping God
Okemmuo Okemmuo
You are a covenant keeping God
Jehovah is Your name
You are the only living God oooh
Okaka Okaka chimu oma eeh
Ebube Dike na aha
There is nothing You cannot do
You are a covenant keeping God
You are a covenant keeping God
Echeta obiesike
(Him who I remember and have faith)
Yes You never ever die oh oh oh oh
Okemmuo Okemmuo
You are a covenant keeping God
Okemmuo Okemmuo
You are a covenant keeping God
All the battles around me
They are forcing me to go back
Okemmuo God of victory
I know You will deliver me
But I have made up my mind
To serve You till the end
Okwa ekwenju gbawa ekete gbacha
(When the devil plans His evil against me)
Okemmwo Ikorom Asiri
(The spirit of the spirit You reveal to me)
Ezem emedelemuo obi
(My king You have taken over my heart)
Chioma Igugulanum obi (Good God You have consoled me )
Onyega Emerenum iwe e neme
Who will do what You are doing for me
Chioma chioma chioma (Good God)
You are a covenant keeping God
Agbawe dike izu igbahra
Eze mmuo onye dika gi oh
(High priest who is like You)
You are a covenant keeping God
Okemmuo Okemmuo
You are a covenant keeping God
Okemmuo Okemmuo
You are a covenant keeping God
Video
CHIOMA JESUS x MERCY CHINWO - OKEMMUO (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
Meaning & Inspiration
My hands are a bit stiff tonight. There’s a particular ache that sets in when the dampness rolls off the hills, a reminder of every winter I’ve pushed through. I sat there in the quiet, the smell of old paper from my worn Bible filling the room, listening to Chioma Jesus and Mercy Chinwo sing Okemmuo.
It isn’t a light thing to sing about the "Spirit of the Spirit" when you’ve spent decades seeing things fall apart. When you’re young, words like "Covenant keeping God" feel like a manifesto—a bold declaration you throw at the sky to see if it echoes. But when you’ve buried friends and watched dreams turn to ash, those same words become an anchor. They aren't meant to be shouted; they’re meant to be gripped.
There’s a line in the song, “You are not a man that You should lie; whatever You say You will do.” It hits different when you’ve lived long enough to see men break their promises, including the man in the mirror. We make vows in the heat of our enthusiasm, then life happens—the sickness, the sudden loss of a job, the way the world grinds you down—and those vows start to fray. Scripture tells us in Numbers 23:19 that God is not a man, that He doesn’t change His mind like we do. I used to read that and think it was just a nice theological fact. Now, I lean on it like a cane. If He were like us, I’d be lost by now.
And then there is the admission: “All the battles around me, they are forcing me to go back.”
That’s the honest part, isn’t it? That’s where the truth lives. It isn't just about winning or having grand, triumphant faith. It’s the weary recognition that there is a pressure—a constant, gnawing pressure—to retreat, to stop trusting, to just walk away from the altar and go back to a simpler, safer life where you don't have to wait on a God who operates in the unseen.
When the lights go out and the house is silent, I don’t need loud music. I need the reminder that He is the Okemmuo—the Spirit behind the spirit. When I can’t find the strength to pray, when my own spirit feels thin and frayed, I’m glad there is a God who sustains the very breath I’m failing to take.
I’m still here, though. Still sitting at this table. Still holding on. It isn't because I'm strong, or because I’ve figured it all out. It’s just that, after all this time, the promises haven't failed. They are still here, fixed in the ink, holding fast even when I’m too tired to keep my own hold on them. That’s the only reason I haven't turned back.