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Robes of Victory
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Robes of Victory

With You my God I’m flying high

Through grace You’ve set me free

The shame for which I’d have to die

No more belongs to me

 

To sit beneath my Saviour’s wing

Through sin I gave no thought

But now Salvation’s song I sing

Through faith in Christ’s report         Isa.53:1

 

The righteous blood of Christ Your Son

Has washed my filth away

That He and I in You be one              Jn.17:20-23

Forever and a day

 

Love paid it all on Calvary hill

Nailed to a cross of wood

That man may live to do Your will

As You ordained we should

 

I try my best but fail at times

Along life’s narrow road

Through Christ I pray forgive my crimes

And take once more my load

 

The weight of sin is hard to bear

Too much for such as me

I’m glad my Lord’s no longer there

Impaled upon that tree

 

For Christ arose and death was scorned

A threat no more to be

So those by grace may walk adorned

In robes of victory

 

To You my God my Lord and King

All glory I bestow

With endless praise I’ll dance and sing

Where now with You I go.....

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Submitted: Friday, July 22, 2011

Last Updated: Saturday, July 23, 2011

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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