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Learning To Walk.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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He’s here there He’s everywhere

He’s holy through and through

All that He has He longs to share

With such as me and you

 

He wants us live to stay alive

To see to understand

That through his love we’ve grace , to thrive

En route The Promised Land

 

Through faith who put their trust in Him

Along life’s narrow trail

Even when old though eyes grow dim

When strength begins to fail

 

He’ll give us bread He’ll give to drink

He’ll cleanse our soul of sin

He’ll take our chains link by link

And help our battles win

 

His Promises are always true

His timing's never wrong

Consider Him in all you do

And sing the victory song

 

We’ll prosper till our final breath

Beneath His wings, we’ll hide

Even through the valley of death

He’ll be our help and guide

 

Yet until then He’ll stand us by

Remove our spot and stain

He’ll raise us up, He’ll lift us high

Through grace and birth again

 

So trust in Christ God’s Lamb & Son

Receive His Promised Dove

Until our work on earth is done

Let’s walk The Way of love.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, January 3, 2018

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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