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By Michael P. Johnson
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My Lord my God I wish to see

To know Your will and Way

To live to serve even to flee

The wrath of judgement day


Open to truth, my wayward mind

My heart to selfless love

But Satan’s ways Lord make me blind

That I may rise above


The world at large revolves with doubt

In multicoloured shrouds

But hear my cry heed my shout

Amidst the maddening crowds


Lord help; my selfishness to die

By grace Lord grant me sight

That I may bid my past goodbye

To walk in Truth and Light


My hope my God is in Your name

By faith I live by grace

Praying You rid of sin and shame

That I may see Your face


Stumbling amidst this world’s debris

Fighting in righteous fear

Knowing Your blood has set me free

To see the facts so clear


I’ve seen the error of my ways

My sinful life laid bear

In spirit now I lift my gaze

And all my faults declare


I pray my God don’t pass me by

Hear my aching soul

Hear my plea my heartfelt cry

Lord help me reach my goal.....

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Submitted: Sunday, January 31, 2016

Last Updated: Sunday, January 31, 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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