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The Wide Door
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Wide Door

     

“I saw a door thick, tall and wide

It wasn’t locked I walked inside

I heard a scream “Please set me free”

Oh Lord great God don’t turn the key

 

The path’s well worn that leads in here

Countless tread this way in fear

The ground is nought but sinking sand

Oh Lord my God I understand

 

Within this life where none can hide

I saw the fruit I bear in pride

My heart and soul child repents of all

Oh Lord my God hear my call

 

My sinful life my wasted past

At Jesus’ feet I humbly cast

To You I pray on bended knee

Oh Lord my God don’t turn the key

 

About Your wrath I gave no thought

No way on earth would I be caught

But now it’s plain Your eyes all see

Oh Lord my God don’t turn the key

 

Your guiding word can open eyes

Can help can teach can make us wise

I see how foolish are my ways

Forgive me Lord end not my days

 

I call to You with all my might

I see The Truth life’s precious Light

Don’t close the door I’ll turn about

Oh Lord my God please let me out

 

I’ve left behind the world of sin

I pray yet still life’s crown to win

The things I did I do no more

To me my God lay wide Your! Door”.....

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Submitted: Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Last Updated: Wednesday, July 27, 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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