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My God Where Are You.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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In dancing shadows much dismayed

Nobody seems to care?

Alone in the dark feeling afraid

Are You my God still there?


The heat is off, my pantry’s bare

Except, a morsel cheese

Oh Lord God hear my prayer

Shivering on my knees


My money’s gone, the rent is due

Thinking of You on high

Oh Lord dear God where are You?

Please hear me as I cry


Hear great Lord my silent plea

No need have I to shout

A little soup, perhaps warm tea

Knowing I have no doubt


I’m not too proud nor am I shy

I’ve asked neighbours next door

I care not if I live or die

For where I’ll go I’m sure


You see my soul You know my heart

You know me through and through

From You! You know I’ll never part

But where my God are You?


No one this state of mine can see

My misery to share

I know I’ll have sweet victory

Knowing my God is there


Because of Your promise to me

To every child of Yours

Forever I’ll live by Royal Decree

Beyond my Father’s doors…..

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Submitted: Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Last Updated: Thursday, July 26, 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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