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Through Jesus Everywhere
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Through Jesus Everywhere

 

Your Word reveals one’s not alone

In Truth we know You care

You heal one’s soul one’s heart of stone

Through Jesus everywhere

 

We see and comprehend my God

By grace we’re more than blessed

Even the using of Your rod

You’ll teach to give the best

 

You’re righteous Lord, Your Word is true

Almighty is Your hand

The more we think to know of You

The less we understand

 

By faith alone man’s eyes can see

Knowing what we hear

Obeying You will set us free

From hell, death and fear

 

With confidence You fill us now

Of peace will be no end

Even the devil’s head must bow

His quaking knees will bend

 

We thrive dear God in all You give

In Christ we place our trust

Through Jesus’ blood we’ll always live

When all else turns to dust

 

Still fools with say ‘there’s no such thing

There is no God on high

No Heaven, hell where angles sing

Beyond the day we die’

 

Yet those who seek to know The Way

Who seek The Truth first hand

Will live beyond the youngest day

Within Your Promised Land..... 


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Submitted: Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, April 12, 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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