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Allow Me Passage
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Allow Me Passage


My God my God don’t let me fail

Nor grieve my precious Lord

Please don’t allow life’s boat to sail

With me not safe on board


You say from me you’d never part

But help me combat sin

You see I try, you see my heart

My precious soul within


I know I’ve sinned and fallen short

With devils hand in hand

But now my filthy past has taught

In You alone; I’ll stand


I seek to live my life anew

Each day I do my best

Although I know the good I do

Can never earn me rest


So now You see I’m crying Lord

Seeking in truth Your face

For now I know I can’t afford

To die in my disgrace


Forgive my God this foolish child

The filthiness You find

Forgive my lust my running wild

My wilful selfish mind


Forgive the evil things I’ve done

Demonic things I’ve said

I’m calling on Your Lamb and Son

Who’s risen from the dead


Please cleans me as I come to You

Consume what still would hide

That I may take up passage too

Beyond The Great Divide......

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Submitted: Friday, June 26, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, June 26, 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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