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Need No More
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Need No More



 



Though Satan would feed cunning lies



His co hordes seek to kill



I need but look in Jesus’ eyes



That love; my soul would fill



 



Fighting anguish, troubles and pain



Bruises through stick and stone



Face dangers again and again



Than walk through life alone



 



I need God’s Son I need His hand



Where storms and torrents flow



For this I’ve learned to understand



That Heaven loves us so



 



Rather go hungry suffer death’s sting



With thorns and thistles entwine



Than face one day without my King



Without Christ’s hand in mine



 



If He’d leave me, where would I be?



Angst would entomb my mind



Where could I go how could I see?



Without Jesus I’m blind



 



Without His guidance, I would stray



Without my Saviour's arm



Without life’s Lamp to find The way



I’d reap eternal harm



 



My future, would be less than dim



Without His grace and care



The thought, of one day without Him



Is more than I can bear



 



I’m blessed I’ve heard my Saviour’s call



Received life’s Truth divine



Through grace inside I have it all



Since Heaven’s love is mine.....


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Submitted: Thursday, February 12, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, October 14, 2016

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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