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Please Don't Pass Me by (2)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Please Don't Pass Me by (2)

Salvationís dawns through Heavenís grace

Through Jesusí blood on high

When humble souls seek out Godís face

When to the Lord they cry

But take good heed what God would say

Reflect on all you see

For truly this could be the day

Salvation sets you free

God sees each hurt, each time you fret

Your pain; Heís felt with you

Christ Jesus died to take your debt

And give you birth anew

Godís holy presence soon youíll feel

His Flame will soothe your cares

Placing on you His Holy Seal

Consuming Satanís wares

The King of kings has much to share

Till now, remained unseen

Youíll sample Jesusí finest fare

When you become His queen

Our Husband, Friend, lifeís true Delight

Our Fortress, Shield and Guide

On eagles wing weíll take to flight

Once perfect made inside

Weíve done in faith what must be done

Weíve played our finest part

Believing Jesus Christ Godís Son

We touched The Fatherís heart

Godís hand reached out with all His love

With balm we needed much

Believe, behold Godís Holy Dove

Receive your Fatherís touch.....†

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Submitted: Friday, October 19, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, October 19, 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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