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Sweet Liberty
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Sweet Liberty


Beyond where eagles fail to soar

Beyond life’s great divide

Awaits the narrow open door

For me to walk inside


The bible’s true I’ve heard Your voice

For me the battle’s won

I know I’ve made the perfect choice

Believing Christ Your Son


The One who chose to suffer all

Who gave His all for love

For all obedient to His call

To live to rise above


Above the clouds of disbelief

Beyond here and now

Where ailing souls find sweet relief

According to Your vow


My God I bless this liberty

This faith that floods my soul

This hope one day Your face I’ll see

When rising to my goal


You saw my mind my selfish heart

The pride, lust and tears

But still You gave a brand new start

Without doubt and fears


I thank my God for saving me

Removing all my shame

Cleansing my soul of hell’s debris

Through love’s consuming Flame


Beyond the realms of time and space

And death’s cold grasping hand

I’ll rise with joy flowing with grace

Into The Promised Land ……

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Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, January 25, 2016

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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