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Christ Alone.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Christ Alone

I searched the world with lustful eye

Regardless where Iíve been

I learned my God You satisfy

Far more, than all Iíve seen

In You I find my daily bread

In You I get my fill

Iím made content with what Youíve said

When all around is still

Supplied within my daily prayer

I thrive on what You give

Alone the knowledge that You care

Gives strength through which to live

Eating drinking Your every word

I know the bibleís true

From all on earth Iíve seen and heard

Thereís nothing quite like You

Itís Christ alone my God I need

Itís Christ who makes one whole

His righteous flesh on which I feed

Sustains my weary soul

Others may laugh may mock in scorn

Doubting You made me free

Yet soon I know the day will dawn

Where all on earth will see

Till then, this childís remaining here

On Christ I can depend

In Christ my God Iíve nought to fear

Wherever life may send

With sin Iíve nothing more to share

The world has nought I yearn

Iíll eat and drink Your finest fare

Till You for me return..... †


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Submitted: Friday, October 19, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, October 19, 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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