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I Care
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I Care


My dear child what do I see?

How far we’ve grown apart?

How much I want your soul set free

And heal your broken heart


I’ve so much love I’d love to give

So very much I care

I died my child that you may live

Eternity to share


You know I’m here you’ve heard my call

You know my Word is true

No child on earth will ever fall

Who’ll righteousness pursue


I’ve seen you in the dark my child

In shadows of despair

I watch you as you’re running wild

Here and everywhere


Come to The One who feels your pain

The One who’s at your side

Who’s blood can give you life again

And turn back every tide


Take hold of Jesus’ nail pierced hand

Receive of Heaven’s Love

Learn of The Truth and understand

The secrets of above


Open the door let grace walk in

Let Love dry every tear

Allow it help life’s crown to win

And take away your fear


Let Jesus lead to victory

Give Him your heart of stone

Have faith my child come unto me

I want you for my own….. 

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Submitted: Friday, July 8, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, July 8, 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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