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Without Thought.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I never thought Jesus was real

Thought God, The Lord was true

Nothing to see, hear, taste, feel

Nothing revealing YOU!

 

So it remained when teens had passed

When life brought change of mind

Hearing how, where life’s die is cast!

No longer was I blind

 

Seeing myself! This world more clear

Creation with new eyes

Hell’s foolishness disappear

Revealing Satan’s lies

 

Now gambling, with my life no more

Reading Salvation’s Word

Seeing Jesus, as Heaven’s Door

Facts, heart and soul, have heard

 

Jesus my God, my Lord, my King

For me, You chose to die

All creation will hear me sing

Forevermore, on high

 

Till then! Others should learn to see

The whole wide world hear

Knowledge must set the captives free

Life’s living facts to fear

 

Reminded how long I failed You

Where devils plans are made

Before in truth till born-again

How long the fool I played

 

Draw others Lord, near and wide

Let others learn like me

Allow You my God dwell inside

Always forever to be.....


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Submitted: Friday, December 22, 2017

Last Updated: Friday, December 22, 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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