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Quivering
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Quivering

 

Basking, enthralled at Jesus’ feet

Devoted deep in prayer

It’s wonderful each time we meet

Knowing my God You’re there

 

With power, love, with outstretched hand

With grace with tender care

Teaching children to understand

That You are everywhere  

 

You kissed my eyes You made me see

My ears Your voice to hear

You shed Your blood to set me free

And draw me ever near

 

You are The Lover of my soul

My strength my heart’s Delight

The Lamp towards my unseen Goal

Guiding me through the night

 

Quivers run up and down my spine

Excited as ne’er before

Feeling, knowing Your love is mine

How could I love You more?

 

If I’m asleep! Then let me dream

In peace allow me rest

This love is like a living stream

Through which I’m truly blessed

 

I feel Your arms I feel Your Breath

The warmth within Your touch

Even beyond the realm of death

I’ll love my God so much

 

For even there! Love waits for me

For even there! You while

For even there! Your face I’ll see

With that same gentle smile.....

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Submitted: Saturday, December 31, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, December 31, 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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