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By Michael P. Johnson
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Amen, amen my God amen

Amen Lord let it be

Send healing fire now till when

There’s no one left to free 


Amen, amen ten million times

To sin lock tight the door

Relieve more children of their crimes

And make election sure


Amen, amen to all You say

Amen to all You do

Lend ear to sinners as we pray

And turn each face to You


Amen, amen before too late

Lord hear Your servant’s cry 

Give those Your Dove who seek prostrate

Give that which none can buy


Amen, amen You’ll soon appear

To call Your bride above

Flood each soul with reverent fear

Fill ice cold hearts with love


Amen, amen O Ancient One

Fulfil Your wondrous plan

Reveal to more Your living Son

Whole God and wholly man


Amen, to all Christ Jesus said

To do the things He did

Let’s heal the sick still raise the dead

And live just as You bid


Amen, amen to morrow’s dawn

To what You say must be 

Amen from all children reborn

Who’s eyes Your face will see…… 

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Submitted: Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, May 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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