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Changed and Rearrranged
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Changed and Rearranged

 

You are my God, my great reward

My joy my lasting peace

My Saviour King, eternal Lord

Who’s reign will never cease

 

You’re love You’re grace my greatest thrill

You’re light unto my feet

You’ve all I need and ever will

You make my life complete

 

Your blood has changed my sinful heart

You healed my precious soul

From me Your love will never part

Your suffering’s made me whole

 

Your living Word has brought me sight

The Truth has set me free

Guiding my feet by day by night

Onward to victory

 

You’re precious Lord and so much more

You’re always by my side

You’re Heaven’s Way You’re Heaven’s Door

Faith’s key can open wide

 

Blessed is the day we met my King

The day You quashed my shame

The day my soul began to sing

To glorify Your name

 

Uphold me in my efforts Lord

Lift up my head with joy

Give grace give strength to wield Your Sword

And wisdom to employ

 

Your Fire has changed my heart of stone

My thoughts are not the same

Now let Your love replace my own

In Jesus’ awesome name…..  


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Submitted: Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 2, 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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