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I too Was Blind
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I TOO WAS BLIND

Through sin; I failed to understand
The wonders God can do
But now through grace in Jesusí hand
Iím saved and born anew

When times are rough, we fail we fall
Feeling empty inside
Weíve failed to answer Heavenís call
We doubt for us! Christ died

We still believe the devilís lies
Still blind to Godís decree
But Heavenís Light; inside would rise
When visiting ďThe TreeĒ

Yet darkness fills the wicked mind
Makes hard the heart of man
Just like a fool, I too was blind
To Satanís evil plan

I failed to care what death would bring
Deceived! I lived in shame
The devilís song, I loved to sing
Until Christ Jesus came

Godís love Godís peace is truly mine
His blood; has set me free
My cup He fills with righteous wine
Causing these eyes to see

I see ďThe TruthĒ my Fatherís will
Through Heavenís Holy Flame
I see the devilís out to kill
Who think this lifeís a game

Who think; they know their right from wrong
Who think; Godís Son a lie
Failing to sing lifeís victory song
Still blind; still lost; theyíll dieÖ..


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Submitted: Friday, July 15, 2011

Last Updated: Friday, July 15, 2011

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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