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That I May Live Again
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By Michael P. Johnson
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That I May Live Again

 

The ugliness of sin’s dark face

The vilest grotesque sound

The evil smell of life’s disgrace

When in one’s heart is found

 

Lord cleanse my heart of Satan’s stench

My precious soul of wrong

Give strength to break the devil’s clench

That I may sing life’s song

 

Let love be in let love be out

Let love be in-between

Consume with hate all foolish doubt

Let wisdom intervene

 

Receive this prayer for eyes to see

The contents of my soul

That He who died to set me free

And guide me to my goal

 

Let knowledge quench my thirsty mind

Let empathy increase

To help my neighbours lost and blind

Receive Your offered peace

 

Remove the ice cold hands of death

In Jesus’ name I cry

Bestow to me Your quickening Breathe

Your promise not to die

 

Such wondrous peace is knowing You

Such power in Your hand

Such hope such faith to have in view

The future Heaven planned

 

I thank You for my Saviour Christ

His willing death of pain

For choosing to be sacrificed

That I may live again......... 


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Submitted: Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Last Updated: Wednesday, October 28, 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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