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Please Don't Pass Me by (2)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Please Don't Pass Me by (2)

 

Salvation’s dawns through Heaven’s grace

Through Jesus’ blood on high

When humble souls seek out God’s face

When to the Lord they cry

 

But take good heed what God would say

Reflect on all you see

For truly this could be the day

Salvation sets you free

 

God sees each hurt, each time you fret

Your pain; He’s felt with you

Christ Jesus died to take your debt

And give you birth anew

 

God’s holy presence soon you’ll feel

His Flame will soothe your cares

Placing on you His Holy Seal

Consuming Satan’s wares

 

The King of kings has much to share

Till now, remained unseen

You’ll sample Jesus’ finest fare

When you become His queen

 

Our Husband, Friend, life’s true Delight

Our Fortress, Shield and Guide

On eagles wing we’ll take to flight

Once perfect made inside

 

We’ve done in faith what must be done

We’ve played our finest part

Believing Jesus Christ God’s Son

We touched The Father’s heart

 

God’s hand reached out with all His love

With balm we needed much

Believe, behold God’s Holy Dove

Receive your Father’s touch..... 

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Submitted: Friday, October 19, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, October 19, 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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