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Just Call His Name
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By Michael P. Johnson
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††††† Just call his name

ďTo life; they said I couldnít come

In Christ Iíd have no part

But now they must be feeling dumb

Knowing whoís in my heart

They said my sin, my wicked ways

Would see me burn in hell

But now Iím with The Lord these days

Theyíve something else to tell

Though once! There words were just and right

My life was in decay

Yet now Iím saved Iíve seen the Light

Christ turned my night to day

In darkness now Iíll walk no more

Lifeís Truth my eyes can see

The reason that Iím living for

Jesus makes plain to me

With love, salvation came by grace

Whilst still in filth and shame

But now this child speaks face to face

With Christ who knows my name

My righteousness is not my own

My love is Godís divine

I walk in truth no more alone

Since Jesusí handís in mine

Thereís none so lost, God cannot reach

No sinner; too far gone

Thereís none so bad, God cannot teach

Through Christ His Lamb and Son

Today; my Godís no longer strange

Iím glad Christ Jesus came

If you seek life, seek help to change

Just call His holy name.....

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Submitted: Friday, March 9, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, March 9, 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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