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The Search for God
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Search for God


“What is this life yet all about?

Is death the end or what?

What makes us love, or trust and doubt?

Is Jesus real or not?


In tender hands come hold me tight

If God You hear me pray

Reveal this child Your guiding light

Let darkness fade away


There’s nought in me of any good

Of this I must confess

Come help me live The Way I should

If truth I may possess”


God’s answer came, when Christ was sought

Through tears, through heartfelt sighs

Now all’s so different than I thought

Once Truth opened my eyes


“The choice to serve is mine alone

Made free through Christ above

Lord, take this child of flesh and bone

Baptise me in Your love


That I in truth; may spend my days

Not as I’ve done before

But now in love, to sing Your praise

And learn to know You more


Before Your throne can dwell no shame

No sin may reach Your shore

Consume me in Your Holy Flame

Give birth to me once more


I give to You, my sinful load

Give me life’s hand of grace

Please walk with me love’s narrow road

Always to see Your face”..…

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Submitted: Sunday, November 11, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, November 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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