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I'm Lame (2)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † I'm Lame not Dead (2)

ďIím often asked if God I blame.

If for my birth I curse?

But those who ask are still in shame

And that is far much worse

Not all in Christ find quick release

Though cleansed and free of stain

From fear of death Iíve such a peace

Though still the pains remain

Itís just my flesh thatís bent and weak

In Christ my spiritís strong

Godís not a man who sees a freak

That sings in praise His song

He sees a child who had a need

A lamb that went astray

Who sought His Son on which to feed

His help to find The Way

Itís not the blind that cannot see

The dead; who fail to live

But fools who think a child like me

Has nought in Christ to give

God gave with love a quickened mind

A faith removing doubt

To see The Truth through eyes once blind

And know what loveís about

Through this true love my soul can fly

I move as none before

Though in my chair Iím soaring high

And wonít come down no more

Take hold in faith both whole and lame

Let Jesus touch your eyes

Allow His Flame purge free of shame

Letís like an eagle riseĒÖ..

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Submitted: Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, December 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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