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Oh Lord Dear God.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Oh Lord my God I’m in distress

I’m burdened down with sin

Please hear me as now confess

How foes, my soul would win

 

I know of You, Your Lamb Your Christ

Of Heaven’s will as well

That Jesus once You sacrificed

To save man’s soul from hell

 

But not mine, Lord surely not me

So dreadful things I’ve done

I’m too ashamed for You to see

Or Jesus Christ Your Son

 

My God! I know that Christ’s alive

I know He lives and yet

I know I too could death survive

If I would pay my debt

 

How can I pay for all my crimes?

Such filth until today

If I could live ten million times

I still could never pay!

 

That’s why I’m here that’s why I came

If I have understood

I heard that love! Could take my shame

When washed in Jesus’ blood

 

Oh Lord my God can this be true?

Can this be done for me!?

Though countless times I‘ve grieved You

You’re willing, to set me free?

 

How can You have such marvellous love?

Even for such as I?

Could still this sinner rise above?

And live beyond the sky?..... 


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Submitted: Monday, February 5, 2018

Last Updated: Monday, February 5, 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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