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Jesus, Lord and Friend
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Jesus, Lord and Friend

 

I sought the world to gain my share

I gave of death no thought

Of man nor beast I gave no care

Until The True Report

 

The Word of God till then unknown

I’d failed to comprehend

But then I saw the golden throne

On which sits life’s true Friend

 

His loving eyes so full of flame

His body all aglow

I felt so strange so full of shame

Until He said “I know”

 

My Friend is Christ God’s one true Son

The Lamb who died for me

Rising revealing life is won

And for the whole world free

 

My life had been with fear and dread

Walking the devil’s path

Until my Friend and Saviour said

I’ve saved you from the wrath

 

I’d suffered much, was down and out

Death’s curse and I were one

The devil had me chained to doubt

And to his call I’d run

 

But Jesus came and broke the chain

My Friend my Lord and King

Giving us hope to live again

With love His praise to sing

 

For Him; I’ll live until I die

Until I rise once more

Until my Friend enthroned on high

Lays open Heaven’s Door.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, April 7, 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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