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Truly My Friend
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By Michael P. Johnson
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†††††† Truly my friend

ďDo you recall the time you said?

Christ Jesus loves me too?

Till then I thought that He was dead

He only lived in you!

Of God I often heard you speak

In such a personal way

But thought it all as tongue in cheek

Until that special day

The day I thought my heart would break

Living my life in vain

If God were true Iím sure Heíd make

A way to start again

How deep Iíd fallen in despair

Too much for me to cope

I thought if Christ was truly there

At least Iíd have some hope

That day my world was turned about

Alone, I tried to pray

ďGod if Youíre real please end my doubt

Come change my life todayĒ

My heart I felt would overflow

Lifeís Truth was face to face

A mighty Wind began to blow

I felt Godís warm embrace

Thereís not a chance that Iím deceived

Although it sounds absurd

I know The Lord that youíve believed

Is Christ whoís voice Iíve heard

I know my risen Lord is true

I know Iíll see no end

I know by grace Iím born anew

Through Christ, my God and friendĒ.....


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Submitted: Thursday, March 1, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, March 1, 2012

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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