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Contra Spirit.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Slowly my mind is being taught

Since my heart's surrender

Receiving daily the report

Of the great pretender

 

Even to self I’m found to lie

The flesh is often weak

While to my self I hope to die

When deep within I seek

 

Nothing of self-good is to tell

Only of Christ The Lord

Helping to guide my soul from hell

And Satan’s tempting horde

 

I feed my flesh to wear a crown

For strength to live each day

Instead to keep my spirit down

He looks a different way

 

To the world and man’s desire

To any sort of lust

Ending eternally in fire

When all else turns to dust

 

So through God’s Word, my spirit’s fed

Through Truth streaming in

Through Jesus Christ Life’s Living Bread

A course is set from sin

 

According to Heaven’s righteous plan

With Jesus hand in hand

I live to God and not to man

Eyeing The Promised Land

 

Within our world, there’s food galore

Temptation keeps awake

But that which leads through Heaven’s door

Through grace alone I take….. 

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Submitted: Saturday, February 17, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, February 17, 2018

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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