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Just Call His Name
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      Just call his name

“To life; they said I couldn’t come

 

In Christ I’d have no part

 

But now they must be feeling dumb

 

Knowing who’s in my heart

 

 

They said my sin, my wicked ways

 

Would see me burn in hell

 

But now I’m with The Lord these days

 

They’ve something else to tell

 

 

Though once! There words were just and right

 

My life was in decay

 

Yet now I’m saved I’ve seen the Light

 

Christ turned my night to day

 

 

In darkness now I’ll walk no more

 

Life’s Truth my eyes can see

 

The reason that I’m living for

 

Jesus makes plain to me

 

 

With love, salvation came by grace

 

Whilst still in filth and shame

 

But now this child speaks face to face

 

With Christ who knows my name

 

 

My righteousness is not my own

 

My love is God’s divine

 

I walk in truth no more alone

 

Since Jesus’ hand’s in mine

 

 

There’s none so lost, God cannot reach

 

No sinner; too far gone

 

There’s none so bad, God cannot teach

 

Through Christ His Lamb and Son

 

 

Today; my God’s no longer strange

 

I’m glad Christ Jesus came

 

If you seek life, seek help to change

 

Just call His holy name.....

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Submitted: Friday, March 9, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, March 9, 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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