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Are You There Lord
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Are You There Lord

 

Disregarding my Father’s name

Denying Christ His Son

How long I lived in sin and shame

How long the devil won

 

The Truth was there to know to learn

To change my wayward mind

Am I a fool that still would turn?

The treadmill of the blind

 

Are You there Lord, are You there?

Hear me as I cry

Craving a word that You would share

From glory’s throne on high

 

Hear my knocking at Your door

Please spare me from Your wrath

My eyes were blind but now no more

I’ve seen my foolish path

 

I’ve seen the devil’s cunning guise

I’ve seen his crafty snares

The facts have opened wide my eyes

And shown me Heaven cares

 

I bless the day I found my Lord

I praise Your Son who died

Who rose to be man’s Shield and Sword

That life be multiplied

 

I’m here that now Your will be done

I’m here because You care

Because of Christ, Your Lamb, Your Son

And all He has to share

 

Lord once again I’m calling You

Upon my knees I pray

Allow me join Your faithful few

Through Jesus’ blood today.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, June 2, 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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