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By Michael P. Johnson
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Through life my God I’ve walked as dead

Miserable, lost and blind

Till from the dust You raised my head

And changed my selfish mind

 

Now I respond to who You are

Respond to things You’ve done

Even to Heaven’s door ajar

Through Christ Your living Son

 

I now respond to Heaven’s cry

To grace through Jesus’ love

Through whom beyond where eagles fly

I’ll journey with Your Dove

 

Such facts of life You’ve taught me well

You’ve made me wise to sin

Guiding me from my road to hell

Through Heaven’s Lamp within

 

Now hope is mine with trust restored

With faith I cannot hide

Knowing by grace through Christ my Lord

Upon The Wind I’ll ride

 

Your love my God is mine to share

I’ve Jesus’ strength to fight

Respond now to Your servant’s prayer

Let shine through me Your Light

 

Lord let new life begin today

Set friends and neighbours free

Through me let strangers find The Way

And learn The Truth to see

 

I’ve changed my God because of You!

Because of grace divine

Because your blood has changed my view

And love’s response is mine........ 


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Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, January 30, 2016

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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