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Rock of Ages
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Rock of Ages

 

Please wash me Lord, till white as snow

Sweet lover of my soul

Rock of ages, eternal flow

Lead me unto my goal

 

Guide me Saviour most gentle Dove

Sifter of earth and sand

Please keep me safe till high above

Within Your mighty hand

 

Onward and upward day by day

Watching throughout the night

Hold me secure my God I pray

Within your perfect sight

 

With faith; You’ve given precious hope

Life’s hope through Christ Your Son

Now help me through each battle cope

Until the war is won

 

Enrobed and walking in The Light

Eating the choicest meat

With You, I’ll fight the righteous fight

Till death’s beneath my feet

 

For You are God; The King of kings

The Lord above all lords

Hell will hear when Heaven sings

When all lay down their swords

 

Though Satan stands and fights a while

Demonic hordes may boast

But soon You’ll wipe away their smile

When in hell’s flame they roast

 

The fig tree’s turning green my Lord

Fertile grows now Your land

Soon unsheathing Your flaming sword

With those at Your command.....


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Submitted: Monday, June 29, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, June 29, 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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