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A Song to Save...
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By Michael P. Johnson
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A Song to Save

 

By grace I sing Your praise my King

With love and my desire

Allow my song on angel wing

Set other souls afire

 

Though fools may scoff may laugh in scorn

May ridicule my song

In faith I pray we’ll see The Dawn

Where wisdom proves them wrong

 

Allow their eyes their heart to see

Allow repentance flow

Their souls from darkness Lord set free

And make them white as snow

 

Lord lead them to be reconciled

Allow them drink Your grace

Content no more in running wild

They’ll turn to seek Your face

 

Lord let this prayer to Heaven rise

Hear Your servant’s call

Remove their chains, sever their ties

Forgive when times they fall

 

We’ve all come short of righteousness

Walking life’s road contrite

But love has taught when hearts confess

Lost souls receive true sight

 

Your blessing Lord I pray bestow

Life’s force along The Way

Let love caress, truth’s fragrance flow

On those still lost today    

 

Let grace abound humility reign

Let fire sin consume

Revive Your children once again

Let Light consume the gloom......

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Submitted: Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, February 9, 2016

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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