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Self Demise
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Self Demise

 

Alive in Christ and life is well

My heart’s no longer stone

No longer on the road to hell

I live to Christ alone

 

Though not simple as some have thought

Though not a rose filled bed

Both day and night great wars are fought

Until to self we’re dead

 

But what a fight we first go through

Fears and tears of woe

Yet those who righteousness pursue

Have but one Way to go

 

Life’s narrow Way by Jesus cross

Willing to suffer pain

Though self must die we’ll bear no loss

For death is only gain

 

Rewards no soul has heard before

No saint has ever seen

Awaits beyond The Father’s Door

Christ Jesus’ chosen queen

 

But till she climbs God’s holy hill

And sees her Saviour’s face

I’ll seek to do my Father’s will

Through Heaven’s gift of grace

 

With Jesus’ Promised Holy Ghost

His help to self demise

By faithful standing at my post

I’ll enter Paradise

 

Together with saints young and old

Since life on earth began

I’ll tread the streets of burnished gold

As part of Heaven’s plan.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Last Updated: Wednesday, December 3, 2014

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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