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My God My God......
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By Michael P. Johnson
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My God, my God, You know my heart

You see my soul’s inside

You know, from You; I’ll never part

Nor seek my shame to hide


Although I sometimes fail You

More often, than is wise

I try my best, You know I do

Before, Your very eyes


Enticement though seems always there

When clouds bring tempting rain

Though knowing my God’s everywhere

Yet still, I sin again


No ifs or buts, when sin runs rife

The consequence I know

Help me change, my ways my very life

Before to hell, I go


Exaggeration’s not my aim

You know me far too well

Hating defeat, the pit of flame

Where devils burn in hell


Lord, hold me fast, within Your arms

Till safe, sound and secure

Help me resist demonic charms

Life’s tempests to endure


I’m not afraid of trials Lord

Knowing You’re standing by

It’s procrastination; I can’t afford

Where countless fail and die


I need Your help, I must survive!

I’m weak but You are strong

I pray to grow, in spirit, thrive

With Jesus to belong…..

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Submitted: Saturday, September 15, 2018

Last Updated: Sunday, September 16, 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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