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Knowing You.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The world at large revolves in crime

Twenty-four hours each day

To self! Not God people lose time

Not knowing Salvation’s Way

 

Lord! How could one live without you?

Who, what, would help to thrive

Whichever way could I pursue?

In order to survive

 

You know me Lord, my soul within

You know me more than I

How should I live, how could I win

Knowing one day to die

 

Knowing you! Brings the best in me

Living with Heaven’s Light

Knowing Life’s King, on Calvary’s Tree

Knowing, I’ll win the fight

 

How this thought deep in reviles me

With You Not by my side

With devils around able to see

I’ve nowhere left to hide

 

You are Life’s stronghold, sword, and shield

Jesus, Salvation’s Song

Knowing! My God, to whom would I yield?

Knowing where I belong

 

Eating Life’s Word, feeding my mind 

Wiser, foolish no more

Knowing You! Now no longer blind

Wisdom! Knocks at my door

 

You’ve read my mind, heard me talking

My heart, you know speaks true

No how, no way, will I be walking

No way! My God from YOU..... 


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Submitted: Thursday, July 5, 2018

Last Updated: Thursday, July 5, 2018

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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