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Guilt Whispers
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Guilt Whispers

 

When guilt first whispers living shame

And sin exudes a sigh

Let wisdom cry in Jesus’ name

“O Lord don’t let me die

 

Don’t let me end in such a state

Don’t let the devil win

Don’t let it be my God too late

To cleanse my soul of sin

 

Forgive this wretch this stubborn fool

The filthy things I’ve done

For breaking life’s most every rule

For heeding not Your Son

 

Consume my shame with holy fire

Let dwell in me Your Dove

Forgiveness js my prime desire

Through Christ Your Lamb above

 

Become my Lord become my King

Your grace please don’t decline

Upon my finger place Your ring

And let Your will be mine

 

Please come and set my spirit free

From all I here confess

Let righteousness take hold of me

Let love my heart possess

 

I’m on my knees repenting here

With face towards the ground

Consume my guilt doubt and fear

Let peace within be found

 

Enable me life’s song to sing

Make pure this heart of shame

That I may rise on eagle’s wing

To praise Your gracious name”…..


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Submitted: Monday, August 1, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, August 1, 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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