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The Grace Of Peace
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Grace Of Peace


Disturbed upon my bed I lie

With blankets in a heap

Oh Lord dear God again I cry

Please grant Your servant sleep


Please show me where I’m going wrong

What now I ought to do

That I in peace may sing life’s song

And know I’m pleasing You


For You are God, Father and King

The Lamb on Heaven’s throne

Creator Lord of everything

And life’s true Cornerstone


Your majesty will see no end

Your power will remain

So as my God my trusted friend

Please take away my pain


Remove the baggage of my heart

The burden of despair

Command the turmoil swift depart

That I may peace declare


Destroy this plague this grievous woe

Demand the storm to cease

Sever the bridle of the foe

Lord give me inner peace


The future though I may not see

Although my past’s of shame

I’m reaching out to victory

In Jesus’ mighty name


Whatever must be sacrificed?

Until this fight is won

My faith is in The living Christ

My hope is in Your Son..... 

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Submitted: Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Last Updated: Wednesday, September 7, 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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