Michael S. Johnson Poet Prose Poetry

My Lord

My Lord
                                         Will you heal this heart from hate,
                                         For it takes away my lifes meaning to relate.
                                         At a time when prayer is given from pride,
                                         And the blessings from your hand are defied.

                                         Can you ever forgive my broken soul,
                                         For it holds my sins of unworthy goals.
                                         Goals of lust through desirable pain,
                                         Just to satisfy ones own hateful gain.

                                         My Lord please build in me your love,
                                         So that I can be charitable thereof.
                                         Let my foot steps lighten the load,
                                         And keep me from behaving so bold.

                                        And when I lay asleep at night,
                                        Please left this burdens so I can fight.
                                        Fight to see your love in me fulfilled,
                                        Knowing that it helps to feed my will..

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