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Through Jesus Christ Your Son.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Through Jesus Christ Your Son..... 

The happiness The Truth to see

The peace through knowing You

The joy of calling such as me

To join Your chosen few


How can I serve my Father’s Son

What must a sinner do?

What for the world should still be done?

To change through birth anew


Her children live in disarray

Drinking from Satan’s cup

Showing no fear of judgement day

Or where they’ll finish up


They spit upon Your lovely face

They seek the darkest path

They disregard Your saving grace

Reaping eternal wrath


But still Your love remains the same

My heart sings loud Your praise

Recalling when You took my shame

And how I’ve changed my ways


The joy within I can’t contain

Love’s song I sing and cry

You healed my soul took every stain

That I should never die


The selfish world You too can free

One word can do this task

Do for her as You did for me

On bended knee I ask


There’s no one worse than I was Lord

You know the things I’ve done

Please save them from Your vengeful sword

Through Christ Your Lamb & Son..... 

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Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013

Last Updated: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

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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