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By Michael P. Johnson
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In Christ there’s never been a day

When somewhere someone knelt to pray

Where God’s refused to share His love

For prayers are always heard above


The Lord is true! His promise real

He knows exactly how we feel

He’ll show in truth He’s ever there

If when we seek His face in prayer


A lonely soul in search of love

In search of truth and Christ above

Though lost to sin through Satan blind

By Heaven’s grace an answer find


We feel alone midst crowd and throng

Content to sing the devil’s song

But Satan’s wiles will profit nought

When Christ in truth we turn in thought


A situation may demand

When God we need to take command

If then we turn in humble prayer

We’ll see Christ Jesus standing there


One’s time in prayer is time well spent

Though time from God is only lent

We’ll know The Way to walk it well

Yet only time will ever tell


Each day has four and twenty hours

To God a tenth, the rest is ours

Yet only few hold fast this rule

If Jesus did, we’d think Him cruel


With humble heart clean hands held high

We reach to Him who cannot die

He’ll touch through grace each hungry soul

He’ll pour His love, He’ll make us whole…

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Submitted: Saturday, October 27, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, October 27, 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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