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I Seek Your Face.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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           I Seek Your Face..... 

Where are the hands I felt so strong?

Where is the love so sweet?

Where are the arms where I belong?

That made my life complete

 

Beyond life’s hills hidden from view

Lost from eyes full tears

I sought the world for something new

Through painful lonesome years

 

Dare I yet wait with hopeful heart?

Aching in depth of soul

Will this emptiness ever part?

And somehow reach my goal?

 

What prayer should now a sinner pray?

How passionate should I seek?

That You my God would turn this day

And strengthen where I’m weak

 

Has peace to always close its door?

Shut out the joys of spring

Or could the grace I’m craving for

Allow love’s song to sing

 

My hope my trust is in Your hand

My very life is Yours

I fail to see or understand

Beyond tomorrow’s doors

 

I know Your love will never fail

Though peace seeps from my heart

I know through faith I may prevail

And see hell’s stench depart

 

I’ve health I’ve wealth but fail Your fare

I’ve lost the chance to live

Though still with You yet life I’ll share

If You my faults forgive…..

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Submitted: Friday, March 1, 2013

Last Updated: Friday, March 1, 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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