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By Michael P. Johnson
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Like those who’ve been the devil’s fools

Who’ve cheated stole and lied

I played the fool I broke the rules

And sought a place to hide


Far and above my clouded skies

With heart and soul aflame

I saw through blurred through tearful eyes

Beyond the realm of shame


I saw The Cross of Jesus Christ

The anguish and the pain

I saw the life God sacrificed

That mine be not in vain


I saw the love and felt distraught

I saw The Light and knew

My heart believed the true report

My soul had drank life’s Dew


My sinful mind began to see

My inner man could hear

Innocent blood had set me free

Of death and living fear


Elated, embraced with peace

Sweet joy before unknown

The Truth foretold, I’ll never cease

To sing before God’s throne


God’s Holy Dove has flown within

Setting my heart aflame

Consuming filth all trace of sin

Cleansing my life of shame


By grace I’m free I’m born anew

With other’s in The Vine

I’m part of Heaven’s chosen few

And endless love is mine….. 

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Submitted: Friday, March 4, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, July 28, 2018

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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