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Smile For Me.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Once blind to life of love’s rich fair

Beyond the day we die

Embrace me, Father, show You care

Smile whilst here I cry


You’ve caused this child to look within

See darkness face to face

You’ve shown the path of wanton sin

Can only lead from grace


You raised me from the common dust

Bathed me Heaven’s Light

Oiling my heart with faith and trust

Dressing my soul in white


Now I can hear now I can see

Beyond the great unknown

I’m blessed my God I’m rich and free

Without that heart of stone


You bore my shame my aching pain

Burdens doubt and fears

Now safe I’m sound I’m born again

With misted eyes full tears


Because of joy because of grace

Because of who You are

Because one day I’ll see the face

Of Christ The Brightest Star


I’ll feel His love His welcome kiss

The holes within each hand

The warming glow of unknown bliss

Within The Promised Land


In gratitude, I raise my voice

In praise love’s song, I sing

Let Heaven smile angels rejoice

In presence of my King….. 

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Submitted: Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Last Updated: Thursday, December 7, 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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