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A Friend in Need
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By Michael P. Johnson
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A Friend in Need

 

So many years have come and gone

Since when we went to school

I thought of all our childhood fun

The times we played the fool

 

Since then, I’ve seen your heart of hate

Your bitterness of soul

The life you’ll not repudiate

For love to make you whole

 

Your wicked deeds were told to me

The harmful things you’ve said

I prayed Jesus would set you free

One night beside my bed

 

Crying; I sought my Father’s throne

Knocking on Heaven’s door

I prayed He’d make your heart of stone

Just as a child’s before

 

While Satan tried with many things

To flood my thoughts with guile

Compassion bore ten thousand wings

And love brought forth a smile

 

To break the hold of Satan’s lie

To loose you from his jail

More fervent grew my faithful cry

To He who cannot fail

 

Each day each night on bended knee

I fought for saving grace

God saw the love He’d given me

And turned to me His face

 

I felt such love tremendous peace

Victory was in the air

When all at once I felt release

And silent was my prayer..... 


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Submitted: Thursday, March 24, 2016

Last Updated: Thursday, March 24, 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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