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Illuminate
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † † † † † † †Illuminate

Through gospel light, the world may see

The wonders Heavenís done

Godís saving grace to set us free

Through Jesus Christ His Son

This church and that had much to tell

Difficult was the choice

Till like the woman at the well

I heard Salvationís voice

To all the world, I now confess

The Lord has made me whole

Through Christ, The King of righteousness

Iíve refuge for my soul

Received by faith through Heavenís Dew

Baptised in Jesusí Flame

Iíve drank His blood, Iím born anew

And have a brand new name

By grace of Christ Godís Lamb Godís Son

Sound at my post I stand

Through nought this child of self; has done

The world must understand

Though Satan had me tightly bound

Lifeís thistles made me weak

By grace I climb to higher ground

When strength in Christ I seek

My fortress, shield, my trusty sword

Through faith in Christ Iíll hide

Secure within my risen Lord

Till all lifeís storms subside

Such peace is here for me to find

Beneath my Saviourís wing

The coils of stress, they soon unwind

When praise in truth I sing..Ö


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Submitted: Friday, December 14, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, December 14, 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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