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In Trouble Again
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By Michael P. Johnson
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In Trouble Again


Oh Lord my God I’d love to fly

And have no need of air

I’d take to wing beyond the sky

Eternity to share


There’s times my God I can’t do right

As friends and neighbours claim

If I could see with selfless sight

The root of so much shame


You see my heart and words are true

The trouble yet I’m in 

Whatever can Your servant do

To end each cause of sin


Throughout my life this curse I’ve borne

Since youth until today

How many friendships have been torn?

It’s hard my God to say


With heart in turmoil, soul in pain

With tears flowing free

Why my struggles end in vain

I fail in truth to see


Lord help me overcome this thing

Let peace inside me reign

That I with joy love’s song may sing

I pray my God explain


For gold my God I have no need

You clothe and give me bread

I only seek that I’d be freed

Of that I truly dread


Humbly I pray on bended knees

Grant that which I pursue

Enlighten my troubled soul please

And set my mind on You...

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Submitted: Sunday, September 11, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, September 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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