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Save from the Sword......
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Save From The Sword......

I never asked for life on earth

Nor did I sing itís praise

Yet Lord I pray for second birth

Before You end my days

If now in Christ You let me live

If in this life Iím blessed

Iíll take each day the cross You give

And try to do my best

For this in truth I understand

By grace I now can see

So take this life firm in Your hand

In Jesusí name set free

For still in part Iím Satan bound

At times I do You wrong

But still I seek the higher ground

That I may sing lifeís song

I see Your Son as First & Last

I see Him Christ & Lord

I so regret my evil past

Please save me from the sword

I know Iíve walked through life as blind

No depths I wouldnít go

Iíve changed my ways Iíve changed my mind

Iíve changed since now I know

I know whatís wrong I know whatís right

The Truth of lifeís in view

Through Jesusí blood I see The Light

Iíll stay You ever true

So hear this heartfelt song I sing

This soul of mine hear speak

Accept this humble plea I bring

As life in Christ I seek.....


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Submitted: Monday, August 19, 2013

Last Updated: Monday, August 19, 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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