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Praying Again
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Praying Again

 

I’m praying in the dark again

I’m calling out in fear

Shedding tears like pouring rain

While help; seems nowhere near”

 

“You ask if God’s on Heaven’s throne

If Heaven’s love is real

He’d see one crying all alone

He’d know the way you feel

 

The Father’s eyes are everywhere

He hears the merest sigh

With open arms Christ longs to share

His realm with those who cry

 

He feels His children’s every pain

Counting their silent tears

For Jesus’ death was not in vain

Although it oft appears

 

Who’ll talk to God in humble prayer

Will have no need to shout

For all His children God is there

Of this there is no doubt

 

It matters not if robed in shame

Seeking on bended knee

Each whisper of faith in Jesus’ name

Has love’s full guarantee

 

Christ suffered much, life’s price to pay

This truth the world should learn

He died for all who’ve gone astray

And rose for their return

 

So have no fear my darling child

Allow your heart not sink

If you’ll return from running wild

I’m closer than you think”.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Last Updated: Wednesday, March 11, 2015

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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