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Whilst Jesus Lives.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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You give me life You give me breath

Eyes this world to see

Should I accept that one day death?

Could steal Your love from me

 

Not while my God inside me lives

Not while such love’s to share

Not while salvation still He gives

Through Jesus everywhere

 

No longer do I walk in fear

Nor live a life of dread

Through faith in Christ I’m standing here

In hope of what’s ahead

 

Your Promises are ever real

Though all else turns to dust

Regardless how I tend to feel

In You I place my trust

 

You are my God I love so much

I’m here because of You

I’ve come alive at Jesus’ touch

With endless life in view

 

I’m looking far beyond me now

Looking more deep inside

Recalling when I took The Plough

And bid my Lord abide

 

You came in Truth You came with Light

With love with oil and fire

You came my God with all Your might

And brought me life’s desire

 

To walk to live to comprehend

To love as ne’er before

Until with Christ as Lord and Friend

I enter Heaven’s Door….. 


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Submitted: Friday, December 8, 2017

Last Updated: Saturday, December 9, 2017

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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