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Damascus Road Extended
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Damascus Road Extended

 

Detesting much that’s gone before

Fearing the things to be

O Lord my God there ‘must’ be more

I cried on bended knee

 

You’ve seen how long I lived to shame

The evil things I’ve done

Disrespecting Your holy name

Blaspheming Christ Your Son

 

But now I’ve heard Your living Word

Revealing Jesus true

For me it would be quite absurd

Still disobeying You

 

I pray that hope remains my Lord

Forgive this errant fool

Deliver from Your vengeful sword

Ordain me as a tool

 

Whilst on the highway to nowhere

I saw life’s Light on high

You’ve shown me things You have to share

Beyond where eagles fly

 

I wish my God to change my ways

From filth set me apart

That I may serve You all my days

Cleanse thoroughly my heart

 

As once my God You did for Saul

Along Damascus Road

You cleansed his soul, You named him Paul

And bore his heavy load

 

Through grace of love, purged free of doubt

Kneeling before my King

Trusting in faith whilst crying out

Beneath my Saviour’s wing…..


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Submitted: Friday, March 11, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, March 11, 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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