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Lead Me Lord
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Lead Me Lord

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ďLord help me please, this cross to bear

Come teach me now I pray

Come set me free from Satanís snare

And help in You to stay

Come help this child to understand

These eyes of mine to see

Allow me take Your guiding hand

To where I ought to be

Come shine in me Your perfect Light

No matter where I go

Escort me through the coming night

And shield me from the foe

The Path my God I need to find

Lifeís Way straight and sure

Quicken my heart renew my mind

The future to endure

Lord lead me through Your Spiritís touch

Convict me when Iím wrong

Remove from me my every crutch

Till victory is my song

Come take my hand through waters deep

My angst through storms and fire

Please help me climb up mountains steep

To serve You that much higher

Youíve led beneath Your healing wings

Beside my Saviourís feet

Iím saved and healed my heart now sings

With joy to every beat

Protected I feel beside You

Of death Iíve no-more fear

Iíve life and love like morning dew

Iím glad Youíve led me here......


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Submitted: Sunday, July 24, 2011

Last Updated: Sunday, July 24, 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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