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He Is Here
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By Michael P. Johnson
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He Is Here

 

Lord dear God I’m so distressed

Troubled with strife abound

Although I try I’m so depressed

For no way out I’ve found

 

Most every thought’s transformed in prayer

To You I humbly bow

Lord dear God if Your are there

Please come and help me now

 

Warmth pulsates within my being

Love like a living flame

Opening eyes, life’s debt foreseeing

Purging me free of shame

 

With tension gone feeling aglow

The loss of wanton sin

The tingling touch amazing flow

Of truth burning within

 

O Lord dear God can this be You?

My body feels so strange

Is this; they tell me birth anew?

Am I about to change?

 

A surge, as though electric rain

My soul I felt took wing

Taking the doubt healing the pain

Causing my heart to sing

 

I couldn’t hold it anymore

Trembling in a daze

The thrill, the joy the stirring pour

Filling the air with praise

 

The news with friends I longed to share

The whole wide world to tell

God’s grace God’s love a silent prayer

Has saved from certain hell...... 


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Submitted: Monday, March 14, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, March 15, 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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