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I See It Now
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I See It Now

 

I see the cross I see the love

The tortured face of  pain

Looking inside and then above

I see it’s not in vain

 

Oh Lord my God I’ve been a fool

Whilst on my selfish way

I’ve walked and lived as Satan’s tool 

Until this very day

 

But now my God I’ve seen The Light

The price You chose to pay

I’ll quit against The Truth to fight

And turn from sin away

 

Beneath the cross Your blood I’ve seen

The Truth is all to plain

Allow that love to intervene

And let me start again

 

Through faith my God You give me hope

Make pure this heart of shame

Employ on me Life’s launder soup

Consume all trace of shame

 

How many more my God remain?

How many more like me?

How many fools yet still profane

The One who’d set them free

 

You know my God speak of You

My soul is in Your hand

This heart once mine belongs to You

And serves at your command

 

I’m Yours my God to do at will

Each day and every night

Throughout this life and further still

I’m walking in The Light….. 

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Submitted: Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Last Updated: Wednesday, September 21, 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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