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Rekindle Your Flame
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Rekindle Your Flame

 

From Adam’s curse make quick and free

Each cage of flesh and bone

Your living Word we long to see

Life’s secrets still unknown

 

Behind closed doors in open air

We walk our selfish way

Though You our God are everywhere

Watching us night and day

 

You see our deeds our every thought

The shameful plans we form

While fast in Satan’s web we’re caught

Open to every storm

 

Where is The Rock of ages past?

The living God of old?

How long must yet this torment last?

To sheep without a fold

 

Allow this world Your Truth to see

Allow Your Flame burn bright

Come swiftly Lord grant liberty

To live within Your Light

 

The Holy Ghost Your promised Dove

Life’s Counsellor divine

Teacher of Truth from high above

Sweeter than fine old wine

 

By grace we see a living spark

An ember from Your throne

Lord set ablaze vanquish the dark

Make soft our hearts of stone

 

Too long the devil’s planned our ruin

Acting as lord and king

We now refuse to play his tune

Nor Satan’s song to sing.....


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Submitted: Saturday, April 25, 2015

Last Updated: Saturday, April 25, 2015

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.


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