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Prepare Me Lord....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Lord, cause my wayward self to die

Life with You; to ensure

Prepare my soul for life on high

My shameful heart make pure

 

The filthiness I would possess

The haunting lust inside

Permit Lord as I all confess

No smidgen to abide

 

When walking false, when living wrong

When shadows gather round

Such times; when weak, remain me strong

Guiding to higher ground

 

Do whatever You find is right

Regardless if I cry

Against Your will, still, squirm and fight

Remain Your servant nigh

 

As Father, stretch Your guiding hand

Though be it personal pain

Cause me, my God, to understand

To walk life’s only way

 

So self; opens no further door

Cause truth, quench now my thirst

Help me abide by true love’s law

By placing Jesus first

 

Lord first, last and all in-between

Cause self-pursuits to fall

Let Satan lure, not intervene

The purpose of life’s call

 

Grateful for all, my Sovereign’s done

When blood; gushed free as wine

Dying as Heaven’s Lamb and Son

Rising to make life mine…..

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Submitted: Sunday, August 5, 2018

Last Updated: Sunday, August 5, 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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