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When Grace Appears
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By Michael P. Johnson
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††† When grace appears.....

The rush inside seems quite unreal

You feel youíve left the ground

You change so much at first you feel

As though youíre Heaven bound

You canít sit still, you need no sleep

You seem to friends quite odd

Your heartís so light you feel to leap

Straight in the arms of God

Iím saved! Iím saved! You love to cry

Your thoughts are full of love

In Christ you feel you want to die

And join our God above

But through The Lamb lifeís just begun

Weíve just received Godís Sword

Through which the war on earth is won

†Before we join our Lord

Yet deep inside youíve butterflies

Vibrant, youíre full of zest

No matter how the devil tries

Sweet joy pulsate your breast

You read the bible night and day

Itís always close at hand

You find you have a lot to say

Yet donít quite understand

You want to sing, you want to shout

Go out, tell all the earth

What true salvationís all about

Thank God for second birth

Though years have passed, now grey and old

Joyís bubble hasnít burst

My love of God has not grown cold

Still more through Christ I thirst.....

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Submitted: Sunday, March 11, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, March 11, 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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