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Return to Me
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Return to Me

 

Repent, return to me my child 

Consider all you’ve done

Humble yourself be reconciled

Through Christ my Lamb my Son

 

Repent of darkness see The Light

Shining through time and space

Receive with love a robe of white

And walk the path of grace

 

Take hold my hand don’t walk alone

Accept my Dove divine

Let Truth caress your heart of stone

Receive of all that’s mine

 

Repent; acquaint your heart to love

Cast selfishness aside

Let wisdom pave The Way above

Let faith become your Guide

 

Take heart take flight from Satan’s bed 

Despise demonic wares

Repent; leave now the walking dead

Speak to The One who cares

 

Arise; return to life today

Give Christ your heavy load

Allow The Truth pave now The Way

Let Heaven be your road

 

Be rid of pride all stench of shame

Be rid of selfish lust

Receive life’s crown a brand new name

From He who’s earned your trust

 

To filth my child, lock tight your door

Refuse the devil’s hand

Set course, set sail from Satan’s shore

Into my Promised Land…..


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Submitted: Saturday, May 21, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, May 21, 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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