Rev. Francis Papa Agbemenya – Volta Regional Minister of Religion-Liberty Church
Pastor Reuben Ayisu – District Pastor, Liberty Church Akatsi
Rev. Dr. Steve Dzese – Director of Music
Bishop Bright Vorlamesi – Globe Terence Chapel
Rev. Moses Adala – End-Time Preparation for Heaven
Rev. W.K Dordonu – Global Evangelical Church – Klefe
Pastor Norgbey Morgan – Winners Chapel

• Call to Worship
• Hymn 266
• Opening Prayer
• Songs (Selected Churches)
• Praises
• Brass Band – Selection & 1st Offertory
• Biography
• Tributes
• Scripture Reading Eccl 9:10
• Scripture Reading Rev 14:13
• Song
• Sermon
• 2nd offertory
• Prayer for the Bereaved Family
• Presentation of Wreaths
• Announcement and Visitors’ Recognition
• Vote of Thanks by Family Members

• Liturgical reading
• Hymn 282
• Committal
• Prayer and Benediction
• Vote of Thanks
• Hymn/Song for dismissal

Early Life and Family Background
The late Alfred Bismark Kofi Dzah, affectionately known as Checkini, was born on 12th August 1949 to Mr. Jonas Kwasi Dzah and Madam Comfort Adzo Azumah of the Klefe Dome Kpondiwla clan, both of blessed memory. He is the 8th born among ten(10) children, of which three are currently alive.

Religious Life
Alfred was baptized and confirmed into the E.P. Church, Klefe-Kpodzi, at an early age. He served the church faithfully, especially in financial management, earning a reputation for honesty and transparency. Later, he joined the Liberty Church, Ho Branch, where he continued his unwavering commitment to God as an elder ordained by the church until his passing.

Even though he was an active member of Liberty Church, he also fellowships with Global Evangelical Church Klefe and Winners Chapel International, where most of his children fellowship, especially during his latter days when he was facing unstable health conditions.

Due to his love for God, he was always advocating for the application of biblical truth to every life situation. He was a man of faith who always saw possibilities in every challenge. Until his passing away, he was still reading the bible and other Christian materials to strengthen his faith in God.

Education
Alfred began his basic education at Klefe and later moved to Kete-jeri in the Northern Region, where he stayed with his elderly brother, Robert Dzah, of blessed memory, and due to his excellent academic performance, he earned a scholarship to continue his education at Sogakope Secondary School (SOGASCO), where he obtained his GCE ‘O’ Level Certificate.

Due to his passion for farming, he proceeded to pursue agricultural studies at Kwadaso Agric College in the Ashanti Region and was awarded a scholarship to complete a one-year certificate course in Crop Research at the Agric Research Institute in Ibadan, Nigeria.

Career and Professional Life
Upon his return to Ghana from Nigeria, Alfred began working at the Peki Agbatey Research Farm. He was later transferred to the Bunsu Cocoa Division as a Technical Officer in charge of labour, and subsequently to Pankese in the Eastern Region as a Cocoa Research Officer.

It was in Pankese that he met and married his beloved wife. For personal reasons, he later left formal employment and returned home with his wife and their two children to enter into full-time farming. He was actively involved in cocoa, vegetable, cassava, maize, and palm plantations.

Due to his deep knowledge in agriculture, he began to educate most people in the community on how to improve their farm yields through the application of agrochemicals and fertilizers. Alfred was a hardworking man who took up full-time farming to support his growing family. Through his dedication, he ensured his children received quality education, many of whom went on to attain university degrees and professional qualifications.

He successfully instilled a passion for farming in his children and extended that impact to others in his community.

Educational and Community Service
Alfred had a lot of passion for education, and as a result of his contribution to ensuring good performance by pupils and a conducive work environment for teachers, he was appointed as the PTA chairman for Klefe-Demete Primary School and Klefe-Dome JSS in the year 1994.

As the PTA chairman, he worked assiduously to see many developmental projects and improved academic performance at the school. During his tenure, several school buildings were completed and furnished, leaving a significant legacy of community development.

Political Involvement
Alfred was a sociable man with a love for politics. He was an active member of the New Patriotic Party (NPP) and served diligently as one of the advisors to the executive members of the Klefe arm. He worked closely with chiefs and opinion leaders to foster growth and unity within the community.

Personal Attributes and Interests
Alfred was known for his:

• Integrity
• Warmth and friendliness
• Intellectual and practical wisdom
• Wit and humor

His many nicknames—Checkini, The Whole The Whole, Push No Go, Pepepe, Ghana radio, Bush, Etsie Dza—reflected the joy he brought to others. He was an avid reader, particularly of the Bible and materials related to agribusiness.

Health and Passing
In his later years, Alfred battled health issues. Despite the efforts of his children and family to seek medical treatment, his condition worsened. He passed peacefully on Tuesday, 20th May 2025, at 5:30 pm at the Ho Teaching Hospital.

Legacy and Family
He is survived by:

• A loving wife
• Eight (8) children
• Eight (8) grandchildren

Alfred Bismark Kofi Dzah leaves behind a rich legacy of faith, hard work, love, and selflessness. His impact will live on in the hearts and lives of all who knew him.

Alfred Dzah, Fo Kofi, Babaaaaaaaa

Rest in Perfect Peace.

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heavens;
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

A time to rend and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love and a time to hate; a time of war and a time of peace. Eccl 3:1-8

Mr Alfred Bismark Kofi Dzah, your death came to me as a big blow. I am left speechless and perplexed. I am yet to recover from the pain of your demise. Oh, death, why have you done this to me? You have taken away my love and joy, my hope and the source of my encouragement.

“Mr. Dzah, as I affectionately called you, you have always spoken about so many good things, you have spoken about a great future, how everything will be alright one day, but we have never spoken about this day.

A day that I would look for you and cannot find you, call you, and you will not respond. Ooh, Mr. Dzah, why this time?

Mr. Dzah, you have been a father to me ever since we met, and you have not stopped being a father to me till your passing away.

You have truly fathered me to become the woman I am today. Your fatherly role was not limited to me alone, but to all the children we had together and other people who came your way.
Mr. Dzah, you were selfless and a person, and never took any decision to promote your own interest; rather, every decision was for the common good of your wife and children.

Mr. Dzah, your dedication to my overall development and that of your children was rare. You were so committed to seeing to it that your children grow in their faith in God and develop a solid relationship with God, and exhibit good moral conduct in the community and wherever they find themselves.

You were also committed to seeing it that all your children obtained good and quality education. Sending your children to school was the core of your very existence.
You did everything within your power and even beyond your power.

Your only prayer anytime you fell sick to God is that, God don’t let me die because my children are still young.

Mr. Dzah, you have really suffered for your children’s education. There was no source of regular income to foot their basic needs except to farm on regular basis for their daily upkeep.

Life was not easy for us but you never gave up on your vision to seeing your children get proper education. Today to the glory of God, you saw all your children obtained various degrees and other professional qualifications.

Mr. Dzah, your hard work is commendable. Your hard work has paid off and reflects in your children evidently. This hard work attitude stemmed from one of your favorite scriptures: “Ne vevie dodo hia la miga wor fo me o, mi xor dzo le gborgborme eye mi wor nu si yeyyi la bia.”

Mr Dzah, you believed in unity and togetherness. For this very reason, anytime you wanted to take any decision, you would call me and your children together in your room to seek our views on the decisions you took and welcomed any suggestions and contributions from me and your children.

You did this to get your children committed to working hard in raising enough financial resources to meet their educational needs.

Mr Dzah, your humorous demeanor always helps us to keep challenges under control. Many challenges engulfed us but God always gave you the wisdom to overcome them all.

Mr Dzah, your departure still keeps me in awe but I took courage from the word of God that there is time for very everything. I believe that it was your time to go home to your maker.

I believe it is your time, that is why you chose the path of death instead of the path of life. You choose the path of death because you believed that your children are now grown.

Mr Dzah, I will always miss you but one thing I know is that, you cannot come to me again but I will come to you when my time has come.

Mr. Dzah, Check, as I always called you, thank you for playing your fatherly role very well. Thank you for all your open and secret sacrifices for me and your children.

Mr. Dzah, continue to rest well.

HEDE NYUIE…………..

DZUDZOR LE NUTIFAFA ME. Amen

I have fought a good fight of faith, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith:

Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing. 1 Timothy 4 :7-8

Mpapa, as we affectionately call you, today we honor you for the remarkable life you lived.

Your death came to us as a dream of the night of which if it was told us we will not believe it was true. We watched on as a man of faith laid on the hospital bed without uttering a word until you drew your last breath. We have lost a great man. We have lost a giant in the Kingdom. We lost a father in the family.

Today our tribute to you is not to mourn your departure alone but also to thank you for all the sacrifices you have made for us your children.

Mpapa, we thank you for laying a foundation for us in the faith. You thought us the way of the Lord and insisted we serve God wholeheartedly irrespective of our status in society.

For this all your children have come to the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has called you to this eternal rest. We remember the days of old, when we were still very young and following you and Mummy to the farm and the first thing you will always do before we start work was to raise your hands to heaven and pray committing the farm work into the hands of the

Lord and also asking God to take away every curse from the land.

We were so much covered by your prayers that no evil came upon any of us for more than 20 years that we worked with you and mummy on your various farmlands. You will always pray for us and over your farm produce with one of your favorite scriptures from Romans 8: 31 “Ne Mawu le mia dzi la, ameka atsi tre de mia wutii” before we ever sent them to the market. You were so close to your God that you were very sure everything will soon be alright with your family. You were a man of faith, wisdom, strength and love.

You will always speak the truth in your heart and advocate for righteousness even if it will cost your life and hatred for you. Your knowledge of God has made you so bold that nothing scares your heart and we are grateful for showing us this secret of making God the priority for our living.

Mpapa, you were a man who believed so much in education. For this reason you made educating yourself and your children your singular vision and priority. You made sending us to school your only reason for living.
Even when your financial condition was nothing to write home about, you pressed on to seeing that all your children are well educated.
You were just a mere peasant farmer but you worked as a prisoner to ensure that our school fees were paid on time. You choose to wear one cloth just for us to go to school. You carried loads on your head to see us go through school. You were ready to lay than your life for us your children, and many others to get proper education. Which father can sacrifice so much for his children like you did?

Mpapa, today all of us have gotten proper education with several of us completing our tertiary education and excelling so well in our professional careers. We are so grateful to God for using you and Mummy in such a sacrificial manner for our lives.

Mpapa, we say thank you for your rare sacrifice. Many thought your children could not complete secondary school education but today by the Grace of God many of us have earned various forms of degrees and professional qualifications. Your household that had no identity in the past has now become the source of inspiration for many people in the community with many parents now pushing hard to ensure their children get relevant education.

Mpapa……, we knew it was your time, you departed well……….

We love you, you will forever be in our hearts, we are proud of you, your legacy will continue with us, we will miss your jokes and life experiences that makes us laugh.

Sleep on…………… Mpapa.

Journey well to the fathers.

Mpapa, you have truly fought a good fight of faith.
You have finished your course.

“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die”

Mpapa, till we meet again continue to rest peacefully in the Lord’s bosom.

Dzudzor le Nutifafa me.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” — Isaiah 55:8-9

Grandpa, grandpa, oh grandpa. The news of your death sent shocking waves into our bones. We have not recovered from it till date. The news of your death kept ringing in our ears like a fairy tale.
It is still difficult for us to believe that you have gone to be with your maker.

Grandpa, you have left a strong memory in our minds with your love for us. Who will tell us sweet stories? Who will show us the kind of love you have shown us?
The joy we derive from being with you cannot be washed away by many mighty waters.
The love for your grandchildren is rare and unmatched.

You taught us in love and corrected us in love. Grandpa, we will always miss you.
Grandpa, we remember vividly the day you were rushed to the hospital. We never knew it was the last day we would be seeing you alive.

On that fateful day, you celebrated with us in a very unique way that was beyond our imagination.
How you gave each and every one of us a kiss and even after, you gave us drinks and boiled eggs, taking a bite of each one’s egg.

Grandpa, we never understood what you were doing, but we are happy you did what you did. Grandpa, we wish you would live longer so that you could be with us, but your maker knows best since our ways are not His ways and His thoughts are not our thoughts.

Grandpa, we promise to make you proud and become great as you always expected.

Grandpa, we love you so much, but your maker loves you best.

Grandpa, rest in perfect peace.

And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from hence forth: yea saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them. Revelation 14:13

Hmmm! Our dear father- in- law, it’s hard for us to believe your demise.

It is with a heavy heart that we bid thee farewell oh our beloved father-in-law.

You were a man full of wisdom and deep understanding. Your wisdom, guidance and love for each and every one of us has left an indelible mark on our lives. Your kindness, generosity and warmth touched the hearts of everyone around you. We cherish the memories we shared with you and we are so grateful for the time we shared together. You were like a father to us, your wisdom was never forced but always felt; your counsel was gentle yet profound.

You were a friend, a mentor and a source of encouragement to us, your friendly demeanor and loving heart makes every one feel welcomed and valued.
Although you are no longer with us in body, your spirit lives on in the stories we tell, the values you passed down, and the love that bonds we your in- laws. We will miss your voice, your smile and your presence – but we take comfort in knowing that you live on in our hearts and in the legacy you leave behind.

Thank you Grandpa, We love you.

REST WELL, REST IN PEACE, HEDE NYUIE.

We take consolation in the fact that our brother, friend and personal adviser has gone home to his maker. He proved his worth as a true virtues brother of great faith.

You consistently made sure that, the family remained united and not divided.

Our usual family meeting, our farm manager where are your farming ideas in our agric meetings or farmer’s day?

Dzah Kofi the family meets today where are? where have you reached? ele Komi gboa? ele chelee femea alo eye do Kpodzi?

We are still waiting or you are in the casket before us? hmmm…hmmm…

Oh death there is no single home which your evil hands haven’t secured somebody.

Please console us. We are in deep agony, who shall play your brotherly role again?

We will never forget you

Rest well Dzah Kofi

Dor agbe loo

“The memory of the righteous is a blessing.” – Proverbs 10:7

Uncle Kofi, our beloved Checkini,
How do we even begin to say goodbye?

You were more than an uncle to us — you were a father, a guide, and a friend. Your home was a haven, your arms a place of comfort, and your words a fountain of wisdom. Whenever you visited us or we came to you, joy filled our hearts. You had a way of turning ordinary moments into laughter and disputes into peace.

The way you calmed our misunderstandings still amazes us — so gentle, so thoughtful, so full of love.
How can we forget those moments when, after greetings, your familiar call to Adjoa Maame would follow — “Prepare food for the children!” In your house, food never ran out, for you always prepared for visitors.

Your hospitality reflected the kindness of your heart.

Uncle, you were a rare gift to us — an uncle like no other.
Our hearts ache because we will miss your laughter, your counsel, and your presence.

Check, Check, rest well in the bosom of the Almighty.
Till we meet again, may your memory remain a blessing to us all.

From Your Loving Nephews and Nieces

Some broken hearts never mend, and some memories never fade. Truly, words and wailing alone cannot adequately express our grief, disbelief, and deep pain at the sudden passing of our beloved leader, adviser, and peacemaker.

Checkini, you were the voice of wisdom in our midst, the one who provided answers to every critical clan issue.

You stood as a pillar for the Kpondiwla clan, leading with courage, humility, and unmatched dedication.

Your efforts in making meaningful changes to some of our traditional rites, such as the Torviworwor, will forever remain etched in our hearts and in our history.

We are grateful to God for blessing us with you and for the selfless services you rendered to humanity.

Safe journey, dear one.

He de nyuie.

Mia ga kpe.

“Then I heard a voice from heaven saying, ‘Write this: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from this moment forward.’ ‘Yes,’ replied the Spirit, ‘they will rest from their labors, for their deeds will follow them.”
— Revelation 14:13

With heavy hearts, we come together to lay to rest a true servant of God. As Ecclesiastes 3:2 reminds us: “A time to be born, and a time to die.”

Deacon Dzah Bismark Alfred Kofi was an extraordinary teacher of the Bible and a man of wisdom and compassion. Fondly known as “In Maa Formula”—a phrase meaning “the woman has a strong memory of handling household challenges even in tough times”—he left an indelible mark on all who knew him. His unwavering faith, especially during difficult moments, set him apart as a beacon of resilience and hope.

He was known for saying that strategic planning is better than money when it comes to solving problems. Many remember him for his wisdom, laughter, comforting presence, and thoughtful counsel.

Deacon Bismark began his walk with the Lord on February 25, 2007, at Liberty Church. He was baptized by immersion and filled with the Holy Spirit, committing himself wholly to serve God and the church. In August 2007, he was appointed a Deacon, and from that moment on, he served with diligence and vision—first at the church’s former location at Flat Junction, and later at its current site behind Ho Technical University.

Through all seasons, in every weather, he remained faithful. He believed that true solutions came from vision and prayerful planning, not just financial resources.

Deacon Bismark has fought the good fight, kept the faith, and now receives the crown of glory. His legacy lives on in the lives he touched and the ministry he helped shape.

We will always remember Deacon Dzah Bismark Alfred Kofi.
He is forever in our hearts.
May his soul rest in perfect peace. Amen.

“Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
May your deeds be shown to your servants, your splendor to their children.”
— Psalm 90:12, 16

A Tribute from Godfred Kwasi Nudey

I met Alfred in the late 1990s when I returned home as a teacher. By divine coincidence, Alfred also came home at the same time. From that moment, our friendship blossomed and became very intimate — much like the biblical bond between David and Jonathan.

Alfred possessed a deep well of knowledge and was full of ideas. He often had practical solutions to life’s challenges and never hesitated to help others.

He had a great sense of humour and could make anyone laugh heartily. I fondly called him “OFFICER”, a name that soon became popular among our family and friends.

We often talked about the future, especially the wellbeing of our children. As fathers, we shared a deep desire to see them thrive and live purposeful lives.

Alfred’s parenting was admirable. He raised his children to be respectful, God-fearing, sober, and obedient. They listened and followed the values their parents instilled in them. Today, their success — earned through discipline and hard work — is a testament to his influence.

Though not in formal employment, Alfred — a father of eight — managed to support his children through school up to the tertiary level. He achieved this through sheer dedication to farming, with the strong support of his beloved wife and children.

Together with Alfred and Gilbert, we formed a tripartite committee to spearhead the development of our hometown, Dome. Through our collective effort, we initiated many developmental projects that continue to benefit the community.

Legacy of Service and Development
Extension of electricity to both the town and school, and helping install the first street lights in Klefe.

• Initiating a voluntary support fund for bereaved families to ease financial burdens.
• Leading efforts in mobilizing levies from residents to acquire land for a new public cemetery.
• Heading the delegation in the year 2000 to thank Hon. Mawutor Goh, following the successful completion of the Klefe-Dome J.H.S. school complex.
• Spearheading the community public toilet projects in Nyafa and Kpordiwla clans.
• Creating the shady tree compound where this burial is being held — a brainchild of Alfred and others.

A Final Salute
OFFICER, you are leaving us at a time when many of the dreams we shared remain unfinished.

Yet, we honour you today — for your unwavering dedication to your family, your clan, Dome, and Klefe as a whole.

Your legacy of hard work, humour, faith, and sacrifice will never be forgotten.

Farewell, Alfred
May the Almighty God grant you eternal rest.
Rest well, noble friend.
Rest well, our brother.

Hymn 266

Agbemav4 yome mati,
‘Fi si dzidz4 le
Ma3li vevie age 2e me,
A2akp4e blibo
M4 xaxa, ke maz4 ‘dzi;
Megb4dz4, ke Yesu be:
Mègav- o, nàdo dzi ko
Se 2e nuwuwu

Woy4m bena, mava 2an4
Yesu fiazi gb4,
Matso kple dzo; 5omew4la
Makp4 fetu o.
Du gbegbl8 sila labu
E5e dzi2u2ufetu.
Megbenuwo nayi faa ko
@eke mehi7m o

Yesu, na ne nye didi ke`
Nan4 dzi5o `u
Nàfia m4 lam; de dzi 5o nam;
Ne megb4dz4 la
Ne woblem, nàgbl4e afiam
Ne wodzum, nàfa ‘k4 nam
Wò l4l-si nakpl4m dedie,
Tso m4 tatra dzi

Hymn 282

I: Dzi5o le X4la gb4, enyo `ut4 :I
I: Dzifafa le dzi5o, dziku le anyigba.
Dzi5o le X4la gb4, enyo `ut4. :I

I: Dzi5o le X4la gb4 ko nyea man4 :I
I: Dzifafa le dzi5o, dziku le anyigba.
Dzi5o le X4la gb4 ko, nyea man4. :I