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I See Its True.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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              I See It’s True.....

For many years for truth I’ve sought

Through those I thought were wise

Until I read Heaven’s report

That Jesus opens eyes

 

I see quite plain Your Word is true

That Jesus chose to die

That through His blood there’s birth anew

For sinners such as I

 

I see my Saviour on The Tree

I see Him Lord and King

I pray His Spirit come to me

That I His praise may sing

 

Forgive my failures of the past

Permit a brand new start

Give grace to serve You first and last

Let Truth reign in my heart

 

Remove from me my selfish will

Baptise my flesh in Flame

That he who’d rob, who’d cheat and kill

Would hold in me no claim

 

I see its You; who gave me sight

Who gives me faith and hope

Who keeps me safe both day and night

Who gives me strength to cope

 

It seemed far-fetched to me before

Too vague to understand

But through The Holy Ghost I’m sure

All life is in Your Hand

 

There’s nothing left for me to do

The future’s all too plain

My life and all I give to You

All else would be in vain..…

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Submitted: Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Last Updated: Tuesday, August 13, 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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