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Gloom Abandoned.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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    Gloom Abandoned..... 

Why in Heaven did Jesus call?

Whilst still in filth and shame

Whist full of pride whilst walking tall

Denying His holy name

 

Not for righteous deeds I’d done

Nor any virtuous song

Alone by grace God sent His Son

To right my every wrong

 

God saw my heart in deep despair

My soul at Satan’s throne

God’s Lamb exchanged my every care

For love till then  unknown

 

The tears soon dried that flowed in streams

Sweet joy caressed my face

As peace beyond my wildest dreams

Came sadness to replace

 

On humble knees with contrite heart

With all now found within

I thanked my God for life’s new start

And cleansing me of sin

 

A smile took shape where once a frown

As gloom made way to Light

As selfish walls came crumbling down

As deeds of lust took flight

 

Revived; my soul began to sing

Dancing Salvation’s tune

I felt my heart would soon take wing

Above my world of ruin

 

Above the ashes left behind

Above the rags once worn

I lift my eyes that once were blind

To God and life’s new dawn …..

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Submitted: Saturday, March 2, 2013

Last Updated: Saturday, March 2, 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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