Michael P. Johnson

Gold Star - 7,370 Points (7th Nov.1943 / New Silksworth / Sunderland Co/Durham England)

Self Righeousness - Lk.18: 9-14 - Poem by Michael P. Johnson

With praise God, I’m sitting here
Cleansed of all past shame
No need of hell, have I to fear
Since Jesus, knows my name

I eat the bread, drink Sunday’s wine
Most days, I read Your Word
Most sins on earth are worse than mine
And so much more absurd

You know how many times I pray
How oft Your face I seek
The tithes and offerings I pay
Praise, I offer each week

I’m not as wicked as others
My sin is mostly small
While fellow, sisters and brothers
Most sure will come to fall

As for me! Lord God, You saved me
From Satan’s tempting charms,
Now safe and sound, I’m pleased and free
From death’s embracing arms

I’ve clever Lord, with faith enough,
To know the way to live
I’ll take the smooth, I’ll take the rough
Whatever life may give

Although at times, here or there
Perhaps, sometimes I’ll fail
But knowing Your love’s everywhere
I’ll never end in jail

You know my sin, is not bad Lord
In life I’m richly blessed
I fear no more, life’s judgement sword
My conscience, is at rest…..

Topic(s) of this poem: christian


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 2, 2015



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