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A Child Calling.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Can anybody hear me?

Does anybody care?

Will anybody help me see?

If God is really there


If You are real and Heaven’s true

If hell’s eternal flame

What can I say what can do?

To rid myself of shame


I’ve read or heard of Jesus Christ

But did He really live?

Was He The Lamb You sacrificed

Eternal life to give


If You are there please tell me straight

If I may hear Your voice

I’ll surely not procrastinate

I’ll make Your Way my choice


I’ll place my heart within Your hands

I’ll give my soul as well

I’ll try obeying Your commands

To keep me free from hell


Some say if I’d call Jesus’ name

Believe He is Your Son

He’ll bear for me the total blame

And pardon all I’ve done


I know I’ve done my neighbours wrong

I’ve lived and walked in shame

I’ll gladly sing a different song

To glorify Your name


Perhaps it sounds a little strange

Perhaps my thoughts are right

If You my life will rearrange

I’ll live to Your delight….. 

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Submitted: Monday, December 11, 2017

Last Updated: Thursday, December 14, 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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