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Not on Stony Ground
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Not on Stony Ground

 

Gentle Your voice comes warm and soft

Within Your tender hand

Visions come forth, but Lord so oft

We fail to understand

 

We want to know we want to see

My God we want to live

One’s heart and soul completely free

Through faith and hope You give

 

So Lord my God let wisdom flow

Please grant Your servants sight

To comprehend the truth You sow

Please send Your living Light

 

We never want to fail again

Nor wander lost and blind

Please let no word return in vain

Enlighten heart and mind

 

Allow Life’s Seed to spread deep root

Never again to part

That more may bear sweet wholesome fruit

Found deep within one’s heart

 

We need Your Word to comprehend

To make The Truth our own

To You our knees we humbly bend

Soften more hearts of stone

 

Dispel the doubts disperse the fears

Lord cleanse lost souls of sin

Open more eyes open more ears

Let Heaven reign within    

 

Let knowledge flow let wisdom spread

Let true love multiply

Grant faith to heal to raise the dead

My God to glorify.....


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Submitted: Saturday, September 12, 2015

Last Updated: Saturday, September 12, 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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