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I'm Not Alone
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I'm Not Alone


I’m not alone I know You’re there

My God I’m in Your hand

All of Your children everywhere

Have learned to understand


You love Your children in and out

Each heart each precious soul

Without a shadow of a doubt

You’d bring us to our goal


But oh dear Lord why don’t we see?

There’s no one on their own

You came on earth to set us free

And soften hearts of stone


Your eyes still wander to and fro

Your Spirit dwells inside

Wherever in the world we go

You’re always there to guide


You proved Your love You’ve shown You care

Your Word is always true

You even died that we may share

Eternity with You


Eternal life eternal bliss

Riches in flowing streams

No one could promise more than this

Not in our wildest dreams


Who can rely on solitude?

If no one seeks You there

When He who fed the multitude

Has life for all to share


Beyond the realm of unbelief

Beyond where eagles fly

Leaving behind this world of grief

We’ll live and never die….. 

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Submitted: Saturday, July 30, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, July 30, 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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