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Make Me an Offering
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Make Me an Offering

 

Lord, cleanse this vessel in and out

This heart of sin make whole

Set free my mind of foolish doubt

And sanctify my soul

 

Just like a fish my Lord and King

A tithe within Your hand

Accept me as an offering

Others should understand

 

I pray the lost may come to live

Who walk this world as dead

Lord take this modest gift I give

This little fish and bread

 

Give increase through Your blessing Lord

Speak forth life’s mighty word

Extend salvation’s wondrous sword

Let Heaven’s Truth be heard

 

Anoint my head great Lord divine

Bestow a brand new name

Dispense me as a choice rare wine

Purified by Flame

 

Fill up with love Your servant’s cup

Baptise my life in grace

Let those I meet both eat and sup

And live to see Your face

 

Life’s hungry souls allow me win

Through all from You attained

With peace with joy flowing within

Let Jesus be explained

 

Humility let reign inside

Virtue through Christ above

With Heaven’s Light as constant guide

Pour out this cup with love.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, September 15, 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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