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Father Of Grace.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Feeling deprived often alone

Anxious restless and low

All I can do is moan and groan

Beneath this salty flow

 

So once again in pouring rain

These tears I try to hide

Lord; let this prayer be not in vain

This side of life’s divide

 

How could I fail to understand?

The force of self-desire

How swift, Satan can take command?

When children play with fire

 

I know my God I’ve done You wrong

Foolish ambling astray

I’ve danced each dance singing each song

The devil’s had to play

 

I know You’re God and King supreme

Creator Lord divine

The source of love, truth’s one true stream

And life’s eternal Vine

 

You planned, designed and have made me

Intricate, rich and well

For every eventuality

Here on earth to dwell

 

But still, I’ve sinned and failed You

I’ve sought the devil’s path

Disregarding my Saviour’s view

For one leading to wrath

 

I turn to You Father of grace

A soul in deep despair

Hoping to me You’ll turn Your face

In answer to my prayer.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, March 28, 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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