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A Song in the Breeze
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By Michael P. Johnson
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A SONG IN THE BREEZE

ďI pray my God to keep me true
In you! Iím now content
Trying so hard better to do
The work for which Iím meant

The glory Lord, is Yours alone
Let no one be dismayed
The credit Lord is not my own
But Yours by whom Iím made

With death each day Iíd take a stroll
Thinking that lifeís a spree
While Satan held my precious soul
Until You set me free

A worthless rogue; to You I came
With sin so burdened down
You cleansed that wretch of wanton shame
To give a golden crown

I sought my God on bended knees
An urchin in Your sight
You handed me lifeís precious keys
Your ring and robe of white

Iíve seen the dark; Iíve seen The Light
Iíve drunk Salvationís Wine
The devilís had to take his flight
Since Heavenís Truth is mine

New heights! I seek, to climb above
High hills, beyond the trees
To sing to You my song of love
Accompanied by The Breeze

I love! You Lord, truly You know
This much I understand
No matter where You say to go
Iíll never leave Your handĒÖÖ


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Submitted: Saturday, July 16, 2011

Last Updated: Friday, August 17, 2012

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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