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I Try My Best
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I Try My Best

 

I try my best singing life’s song

To fill my heart with love

Now growing old, it won’t be long

Before I rise above

 

Yet how can I join Jesus’ queen?

Perfection’s not achieved!

I thought perhaps I’d now be clean

If only I believed

 

I’ve served at home and foreign lands

To higher heights I’ve scaled

I’ve sought to follow God’s commands

But often times I’ve failed

 

In faith I’ve drank salvation’s wine

In Christ I see life’s Bread

So why; when Heaven’s Truth is mine

Is still my flesh not dead?

 

So while I’m here, I can but try

To reach perfection’s height

I’ll seek life’s gold from God to buy

And robe of Liquid Light

 

To find somehow my Lord to please

I’ll seek His open door

I’ll seek more oft on bended knees

And love my neighbours more

 

I try to serve God’s only Son

I’ve sought God’s Word to share

What else on earth must still be done?

Which fruit have I to bear?

 

I’m pressing on to depths unknown

Faithful to reach my goal

Hoping, Jesus; Life’s Corner Stone

Has in His hand my soul.....

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Submitted: Thursday, December 18, 2014

Last Updated: Friday, December 19, 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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