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Old Grey & Happy.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Let no one’s life be lived in vain

Leave now the walking dead

Before Christ Jesus comes again

And bride and Groom are wed


Not always was my life so sweet

Without fear and dread

Serving content at Jesus’ feet

Earning my daily bread


I’m saved by grace my heart’s made pure

My precious soul is free

In Jesus Christ I’m more than sure

The Promised Land to see


Beyond the tomb before times end

Between the then and now

Consider Christ your knee to bend

Your wayward head to bow


I too was nimble, young and well

A slave to sin and guile

Until I saw the doors of hell

And filthy devils smile


I heard The Truth I saw The Light

I felt The Father’s love

I bade The Lord renew my sight

Would lead The Way above


Not always was it easy though

Not always free of fault

But ready always seed to sow

Or sprinkle Heaven’s Salt


I’m glad I’ve tried to do my best

In Jesus’ caring hand

I’m old I’m grey I’m truly blessed

Hoping You’ll understand.....

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Submitted: Monday, August 21, 2017

Last Updated: Monday, August 21, 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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