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Awaiting Heaven's Call
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Awaiting Heaven's Call

 

So arrogant and proud am I?

Frustrating heart and soul

How can I live how can I die?

And reach life’s unseen goal?

 

How can I lose this foolish pride?

From arrogance be free

Rid of darkness warring inside

That Light may shine in me

 

Lord dear God receive my prayer

Lend ear my earnest plea

Consume the evil I declare

This wickedness You see

 

Remove from me this mask of lies

Filth poisoning my heart

My selfish ways You so despise

Command Lord God depart

 

Allow me drink Salvation’s flow

Partake of Heaven’s Dew

Baptise me in Your liquid glow

Till grace comes smiling through

 

Let love remove the devil’s crown

Let faith my soul ignite

Till walls of darkness crumble down

And perish from Your sight

 

There’s nothing Lord You fail to see

Nothing from You can hide

In Jesus’ name please set me free

Turn back life’s wayward tide

 

Renouncing all my sins before

However great or small

To Satan’s knock I’ve locked my door

Awaiting Heaven’s call......


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Submitted: Saturday, December 19, 2015

Last Updated: Saturday, December 19, 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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