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Ode to Holiness
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Ode to Holiness

 

Holiness, is my prime desire

Heaven’s my major goal

Completely baptised in Fire

Through Jesus’ blood found whole

 

Oh Lord my God lend ear my prayer

Fulfil what You’ve begun

That I may harvest Heaven’s share

Through Christ Your Lamb and Son

 

By grace You’ve given faith to stand

The Truth has set me free

Through love I’ll see The Promised Land

As is my Lord’s decree

 

I’ll leave for home at your command

Your word that cannot fail

Holding my Saviour by the hand

I’ll walk in peace death’s vale

 

Who can explain my Father’s love?

How much on earth we try

As king and priest I’ll rise above

Beyond the realm of why

 

To where no frown, no tear can thrive

Shadow of darkness wander

Where death’s fowl stench will not survive

Beyond the far blue yonder

 

No fear for the journey’s mine

Anxiety’s less than rare

Grafted within Salvation’s Vine

What has my soul to care?

 

You’re mine my God and I am yours

My all is in your hand

Regardless how the lion roars

I’ll live as Heaven planned..... 

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Submitted: Friday, July 15, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, July 15, 2016

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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