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By Michael P. Johnson
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The morn is here, again I rise

With Jesus as my guide

What wonders loom, what great surprise?

Around life’s corner hide


In gratitude of Christ I live

And serve You while I may

Rejoicing in the breath You give

Your blessings for today


I’m glad my God that I belong

To He who paid the price

And while I live I’ll praise in song

The King of Paradise


I thank my God for all You’ve done

For things You’ve yet to do

For helping in my battle’s won

And for the hope in view


I thank You for each mountain crest

The valleys of despair

The times I found my soul was blessed

And where I found You care


I thank You for each day’s embrace

For restful peace at night

For Jesus’ blood for saving grace

And promised robe of Light


I thank You for The Wind of change

For clouds of doubt dispersed

For love my life to rearrange

Where hatred held me cursed


I thank You for my soul reborn

Triumphs fought and striven

For Jesus Christ my future’s dawn

My wayward past forgiven.....

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Submitted: Friday, September 9, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, September 9, 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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