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Oh Lord My God
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By Michael P. Johnson
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††††† Oh Lord my God

ďOh Lord my God what have we done?

What can we children say?

We cannot hide nor can we run

From what Iíve heard today

Oh Lord my God can this be true?

Can there be hope for me?

Is nothing left that I can do?

Or someone I may see?

Oh Lord my God how could we fall?

How could we be such fools?

Standing with backs against the wall

Breaking Your sacred rules

Oh Lord my God what can be done?

That You may still forgive?

So much weíve sinned against Your Son

How can You let us live?

Oh Lord my God I know itís true

Youíre worthy of our praise

In truth this child will worship You

Throughout my life long days

Oh Lord my God please send Your Dove

Please send Your purging Flame

Make clean my soul adorn in love

And give a brand new name

Oh Lord my God these eyes can see

I see my foolish past

I see Your grace has set me free

The Truthís made clear at last

Oh Lord my God no timeís to waste

So many die in sin

Allow me join the few in haste

Ordained lost souls to win.....


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Submitted: Thursday, March 8, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, March 8, 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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