There are voices that entertain, and then there are voices that disciple.
Ron Kenoly belonged firmly to the latter.
For many of us who found our feet as young believers in the 80s and 90s, Ron Kenoly was not just a gospel artist; he was the soundtrack of our early walk with God. His songs were the background music of long prayer meetings, early morning fellowships, youth services, and those moments when faith was still raw, earnest, and deeply sincere.
When we sang “Majesty, worship His Majesty,” we weren’t performing a song; we were learning reverence. When “Righteousness, peace and joy in the Holy Ghost” filled the air, doctrine quietly settled into our spirits, wrapped in melody. His music taught us how to worship before many of us fully understood theology.
Ron Kenoly had a rare gift: he made worship accessible without making it shallow. His songs were simple enough for congregations, yet profound enough to shape spiritual lives. They transcended denominations, cultures, and generations. From church halls in Nigeria to arenas across the world, his voice gathered believers into one posture, hands lifted, hearts humbled, eyes fixed on God.
He led worship not as a performer seeking applause, but as a servant pointing away from himself. In an era before social media hype and viral moments, Ron Kenoly showed us that longevity in ministry is built on sincerity, consistency, and a genuine love for God’s presence.
Today, as tributes pour in from across the world, including from ministers like Nathaniel Bassey who openly acknowledge standing on his shoulders, it is clear that Ron Kenoly did not just sing songs; he raised psalmists. He shaped a generation that would later find its own voice, yet never forget the foundation he helped lay.
Though he has taken his bow on this side of eternity, his music remains woven into the fabric of global worship. Churches will continue to sing his songs. Young believers will still encounter God through melodies written decades ago. And those of us who grew up on his music will always remember the season when faith was young, hearts were tender, and Ron Kenoly’s voice helped lead us home.
Thank you, Ron Kenoly, for teaching us how to worship.
Your legacy lives on in songs, in lives, and in the unbroken sound of praise rising to heaven.
Rest well, faithful servant.
