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I Will Ascend
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I Will Ascend

 

I know my God I’m bound to die

Though Satan failed to win

To You I will ascend on high

Through Christ who bore my sin

 

In Christ my hope will thrive and stand

In Christ I’ve placed my trust

Through faith in Him I’ll dwell Your land

Whilst others turn to dust

 

It wasn’t always as I’d thought

The roads weren’t paved with gold

Yet battles we together fought

Have made Your servant bold

 

Boldly to stand before my King

As Jesus’ loyal bride

Humbly my Saviour’s praise to sing

While serving at His side

 

Until on earth my time is due

Remembering The Cross

I’ll stand my Saviour ever true

Never to suffer loss

 

It’s through Your grace and perfect love

The gift of faith You gave

That I with Christ will dwell above

Instead of in the grave

 

By grace; my God, lest I should boast

Not beauty wealth or charm

But through the Gift of Heaven’s Ghost

And through His mighty arm

 

Oh what a God and what a prize

What love on me You’ve poured

What wonders now will see these eyes

Through Jesus Christ my Lord.....v

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Submitted: Monday, February 9, 2015

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 11, 2015

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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