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Sweet Repentance.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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        Sweet Repentance.....

You soiled your robe as Jesus bride

Your soul was plagued with guilt

So empty was the house inside

On shifting sand you’d built


Though Jesus’ blood had cleansed of sin

Had filled your life with grace

Had brought such peace and joy within

To sin you turned your face


Hungering for your wayward past

Thirsting for its thrill

You left behind “The First & Last”

To do your selfish will


Life’s pleasures opened wide their doors

Risking a lustful glance

Swiftly you left for foreign shores

To live a life per chance


You hoped so much this time to win

No road you wouldn’t turn

Searching the very depths of sin

Though still for more you’d yearn


Never enough could come your way

However deep you’d sink

However long you’d lust each day

From Satan’s cup to drink


With passions roused, desires high!

Anticipation soared

From Satan was still much to buy

If you’d but call him lord


Were you to be a complete fool?

Was Satan now to reign?

Should you become the devil’s tool?

Or turn to Christ again?.....

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Submitted: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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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