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Peace As Promised
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Still quaking twenty four seven

Afraid what others tell

When found unfit for Heaven

I’d burn in endless hell

 

I learned that God’s The Only One

With power through and through

That only through His righteous Son

I’ll live His face to view

 

They say He came from Heaven’s throne

For fallen man to die

That through His blood, my heart of stone

He’d change to rise on high

 

If true and Jesus rose supreme

There’s hope for such as me

Christ too beyond my wildest dream

Could set my spirit free

 

I’m calling out I’m calling clear

Beyond the realms of space

On bended knees I’m praying here

For Jesus’ saving grace

 

O Lord my God I do believe

You died and rose above

Please grant my sinful soul reprieve

Baptize me in Your love

 

Speak Light into my wayward life

Speak peace into my soul

Sever my ways of foolish strife

And guide me to my goal

 

Lord, give me ring and wedding gown

Your Guarantee to live

Place on my head the golden crown

That Jesus died to give….. 

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Submitted: Thursday, January 19, 2017

Last Updated: Thursday, January 19, 2017

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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