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My Hero.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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My Hero


Not always have I understood

His love for me displayed

Until I saw the tree of blood

Through which my debts He paid


My Hero Jesus God & man

Redeemer ever nigh

The Lamb of God ere time began

Eternal King on high


Countless before consider odd

What Heaven had to say

There really is an awesome God

To show through love The Way


The Way of peace to endless bliss

Beyond this world of fears

To endless life greater than this

Loving free of tears


My strength buckler my trusted shield

My fortress and my sword

Never to die never to yield

Through He who is The Lord


The One true God eternal King

My Hero born to free

Praises to Him I’ll always sing

For saving sinful me


Surely my Hero I salute

For giving me His hand

That I may bear my Champion fruit

Towards His Promised Land


Perhaps these eyes may soon grow dim

I’ll trust my Lord & friend

Now and always seeing in Him?

My Hero to the end.....       

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Submitted: Thursday, March 23, 2017

Last Updated: Friday, March 24, 2017

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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