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Fragrant Orchid
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Fragrant Orchid

 

Fragrant orchid once growing wild

Seek high The Way above

Arise in The Spirit reconciled

A warrior bathed in love

 

Though often life has pierced your soul

Though tears have not been rare

Nothing can keep from Heaven’s goal

Eternity to share

 

In life dear child you’ve sought The Light

The Truth to set you free

By standing true and walking right

Your future’s plain to see

 

Compassion holds you by the hand

Wisdom’s caressed your mind

Through grace you’ve learned to understand

Your Father’s will to find

 

You’ve learnt to love you’ve learnt to give

You’ve learnt yourself to spend

By Heaven’s grace when thus you live

Your days may see no end

 

Your Father loves you precious one

Your soul is God’s delight

Hold fast the hand of Christ His Son

Tread faithful in His sight

 

Though thorns and thistles bar your way

Shadows obscure your path

Lift up your eyes seek God each day

He’ll save you from the wrath

 

Let Heaven hear your praise my sweet

Thank Christ for all He’s done

Sit humbly at your Master’s feet

Until your race is run….. 


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Submitted: Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Last Updated: Wednesday, August 31, 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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