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Put the Armour On
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Put the Armour On

 

Quicken my soul let strength be found

Let darkness raise her veil

Let wisdom lead to higher ground

Let Truth no longer fail

 

Quicken Your servant’s heart and mind

Let Light run through my veins

Open my eyes allow me find

The key to folly’s chains

 

From Adam’s curse make quick and free

This cage of flesh and bone

Your living Word allow to see

With secrets still unknown

 

Your blood my God has caused my rise

Quitting demonic gloom

Above the stench of Satan’s lies

Beyond their painful doom

 

To understand Your ways O Lord

So much I need acquire

With faithful shield and trusty sword

With love fill my desire

 

Humility I too yet seek

With peace give grace divine

Power where yet Your servant’s weak

And make true knowledge mine

 

Anointing oil upon me pour

Raise up this child of dust

Till standing strong a man of war

Set free from selfish lust

 

In truth my God I’ve come to learn

The need of Jesus’ hand

Without; no woman’s child can turn

And live as always-planned.....


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Submitted: Monday, April 27, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, April 27, 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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