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Life by Grace
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Life by Grace

 

Like all; I’ve lived to sin and shame

Straying from Truth and Light

Till Heaven’s grace called out my name

And Christ restored my sight

 

By grace I heard salvation’s voice

Reading The Master’s sign

I’ve made God’s Way my only choice

And Jesus’ love is mine

 

What privileges God’s bestowed

To sinners such as me

Taking away one’s heavy load

Through Jesus on The Tree

 

Blessing by grace at Truth’s caress

Sweeter than aged wine

That all my sins I now confess

Through Heaven’s Lamb divine

 

Only through grace we can believe

By grace blind eyes can see

Only through grace we can receive

The Truth to set us free

 

Yet few can see, what’s right what’s real

What Satan tries to hide

What he can thwart can cheat, can steal

Can fill one’s soul with pride

 

So most remain as deaf and blind

Living as walking dead

Through shadows clouding up the mind

Still by the devil led

 

But who’s prepared of self to die?

Regardless of the pain

Will serve in love till grace on high

Raises one’s head again.......


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Submitted: Friday, June 10, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, June 10, 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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