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Blessed
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Blessed

 

Blessed are the sheep who find The Way

Who heed their Master’s voice

Who walk in faith meekly obey

And make His Son their choice

 

Blessed are the lowly, true and meek

The children thirsting now

The hungry souls who Jesus seek

Before His feet to bow

 

Blessed is the sinner who repents

With humble heart contrite 

Who turns away from life misspent

To walk The Way that’s right

 

All these are named in Jesus’ hand

All these will gain respect

Rising to dwell The Promised Land

As Heaven’s true elect

 

Like all the saints who’ve gone before

Like all who’ve loved God true

Like all the rich like all the poor

Who’ve died through birth anew

 

Let’s live and learn through Jesus’ love

Walk as our God commands

Serving His Son enthroned above

Safe in His mighty hands

 

Receive The Truth, God’s gift of grace

Receive God’s Promised Might

Speak to The Father face to face

Walking within The Light

 

I’m more than blessed my soul is free

I’ve answered Heaven’s call

I’m more then blessed one day to see

The One who did it all….. 


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Submitted: Saturday, October 15, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, October 15, 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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