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The Lord God Knows Me
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Lord God Knows Me

 

You know my heart You know my name

My everlasting soul

My wicked wayward walk of shame

Toward my selfish goal

 

Yet my God You’ve always loved me

Shown truly that You care

Suffering death nailed to a tree

Eternity to share

 

Your Kingdom, wealth, Your perfect love

The power in Your hand

One day with You to rise above

And walk Your Promised Land

 

The grace through Jesus You’ve shown me

The faith I call my own

Your Lamb has given gratis free

Whilst still my heart was stone

 

My parents never knew my King

My sibling’s eyes failed too

Yet here the least may praise may sing

And live to worship You

 

Should I not ask my Saviour why?

Pray here my Lord would tell

Or live to serve The One on high

Who saves my soul from hell

 

So now by faith and not by sight

My all to You I give

Exchanging rags for robes of white

Knowing I’ll surely live

 

For You are God my rich reward

Through life my one true friend

Defence against the evil horde

Until the devil’s end.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, November 29, 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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