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Truly My Friend
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       Truly my friend

“Do you recall the time you said?

Christ Jesus loves me too?

Till then I thought that He was dead

He only lived in you!

 

Of God I often heard you speak

In such a personal way

But thought it all as tongue in cheek

Until that special day

 

The day I thought my heart would break

Living my life in vain

If God were true I’m sure He’d make

A way to start again

 

How deep I’d fallen in despair

Too much for me to cope

I thought if Christ was truly there

At least I’d have some hope

 

That day my world was turned about

Alone, I tried to pray

“God if You’re real please end my doubt

Come change my life today”

 

My heart I felt would overflow

Life’s Truth was face to face

A mighty Wind began to blow

I felt God’s warm embrace

 

There’s not a chance that I’m deceived

Although it sounds absurd

I know The Lord that you’ve believed

Is Christ who’s voice I’ve heard

 

I know my risen Lord is true

I know I’ll see no end

I know by grace I’m born anew

Through Christ, my God and friend”.....

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Submitted: Thursday, March 1, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, March 1, 2012

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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