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Say Hello
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Say Hello

No matter where I am today

Though well, or feeling low

Iíll come before my God and say

ďIíve come to say helloĒ

Then as we talk, Iíll stretch my hand

Iíll find my Fatherís own

Weíll touch; once more Iíll understand

In Christ, Iím not alone

Thereíll be no need to stay at length

Weíll talk again tonight

But in His presence find the strength

And see if all is right

Iíll thank Him for the things Heís done

For lifeís eternal Spring

The joy Iíve now in Christ His Son

His song of love I sing

Iíll thank my God for Christ His Lamb

Manís Key to Heavenís Door

Iíll thank Him for the way I am

From what I was before

From deep inside The Truth Iíll speak

Thereíll be no need to shout

With heart and soul His face Iíll seek

Without a trace of doubt

Iíll thank my God for making mine

The Truth The Life The Way

My daily Bread Salvationís Wine

With all my heart Iíll pray

That now in Him I can forgive

All those whoíve paid me ill

In Truth and love through Christ to live

Doing The Fatherís willÖ..


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Submitted: Monday, November 5, 2012

Last Updated: Monday, November 5, 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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