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I'm Dying
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I'm Dying


Dying in the here and now

To self and worldly care

Jesus, my soul I here endow

Eternal life to share


Eternal love eternal bliss

Drinking from Heaven’s streams

Knowing I’ll suffer no remiss

Beyond this realm of dreams


Beyond this life and Heaven’s door

Beyond the great divide

Such blessing no one’s known before

Awaits by grace inside


Soaring upon The Wind of love

Beyond where eagles fly

Leaving behind the clouds above

I’ll join my Groom on high


No more of mortal flesh and bone

In robes of purest white

He’ll take my hand into His own

And enter perfect light


For this I’m truly dying now

For this I’ve set my mind

I’m holding fast salvation’s plough

And leaving all behind


Regardless what I sacrifice

However much the pain

It matters not how high the price

I won’t turn back again


By Heaven’s grace The Way is clear

The Truth I’ve heard first hand

So now I’m dying whilst down here

To rise and live as planned.....

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Submitted: Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Last Updated: Wednesday, July 8, 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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