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In Shame Once More.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       In Shame Once More.....

I feel as though I’m torn apart

How were these eyes so blind?

Remorse and guilt inflames my heart

While torment floods my mind

 

How can this child my God now face?

My time of prayer I dread

I feel so lost, in such disgrace

I wish that were dead

 

Yet retrospect, if that were so

To die; whilst steeped in shame

Where would a foolish servant go?

If not hell’s lake of flame

 

If fear of God, is wisdom’s source

Where can this jewel be found?

Before sin runs its evil course

And bars from holy ground

 

I’ve read the bible through and through

I’ve sought God’s face each day

I know the things I ought to do

But still I chose to stray

 

While evil deeds caressed my soul

Sweet poison soaked my life

It’s me; who’s robbed me of my goal

Who wielded Satan’s knife

 

Give pardon Lord, this wayward child

This sinful fool of fools

Forgive Your servant’s running wild

Despising Heaven’s rules

 

I’ve no excuse for all I’ve done

I know it all too well

Yet kneel in hope through Christ Your Son

You’ll save this child from hell.....

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Submitted: Saturday, February 23, 2013

Last Updated: Sunday, February 24, 2013

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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