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Tell the World (1)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Tell the World(1)

 

To show that you are not alone

To show my love is true

I left the glory of my throne

To dwell on earth with you

 

I called to you whilst on the tree

I saw you heard my cry

So much I wanted you with me

I chose for you to die

 

To show the world, what love is worth!

How great it is to give

Give me your life, your will on earth

So you with me may live

 

I AM The Lord who’s chosen you

The Christ, who bore your sin

Power and skill I give to you

To bring your neighbours in

 

Go tell the world you’re free at last

I’ve paid for all your shame

Look neither right, left, nor the past

Come glorify my name

 

Although your God is everywhere

At times, when in a jam

You’ll doubt and feel I’m no more there

Believe my child, I AM

 

I’m in your room, beside your bed

I’m in your prison cell

I’m in your soul I’m in your head

I’m in your heart as well

 

I give you gifts, talents and grace

My silver, gold and jewels

Yet when I bid you seek my face

You play the devil’s tools.....

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Submitted: Sunday, October 21, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, October 21, 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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