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I'm Lame (1)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † I'm Lame not Dead (1)

Though lame, I sit within my chair

With pain in bed I lie

Through Jesus love and tender care

Iíve ceased to wonder why?

I wake each day I bear my cross

In faith I gave my soul

My gain is Christ I bear no loss

In Him! Iím more than whole

Godís Way is often hard to tread

While Truth; I hold in view

Though night to some brings fear and dread

My dawn brings life anew

Malformed perhaps, but no oneís fool

Of God I ask no more

By Heavenís grace this uncut jewel

May enter Heavenís Door

For in The Lord Iím wholly sealed

In Christ I have my fill

If in this world Iím never healed

Within the next I will!

All flesh will fall will see decay

Will turn in time to dust

But Iíll be healed on glory day

On this Iíve placed my trust

Itís Christ alone whoís set me free

Who saves and keeps from hell

Can God not use a child like me?

Like others fit and well?

I may not see as good as some!

I may not walk as most

But Iím not called to sit here dumb

With God The Holy Ghost..Ö


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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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