Though old! I’m blessed these Autumn years <br />Though grey, I’m flying high <br />Though full of joy I’m shedding tears <br />For those afraid to die <br /> <br />Anointed with eternal grace <br />Baptized with Heaven’s Fire <br />Through Christ I’ll see my Father’s face <br />And reap all I desire <br /> <br />Who would believe my evil past? <br />The years in Satan’s bed <br />Before I met The First & Last <br />Who raised me from the dead <br /> <br />But Jesus has forgiven me <br />The Father’s vexed no more <br />God’s Spirit’s come to help me see <br />The Way through Heaven’s Door <br /> <br />Though mine the nails that brought His death <br />The spear in His side <br />Twas Christ Himself who gave me breath <br />And turned life's wayward tide <br /> <br />Now in those hands both safe and sound <br />At Jesus' feet I stand <br />Upward onward to higher ground <br />Towards The Promised Land <br /> <br />Oh yes I’m blessed and so much more <br />Approved beyond compare <br />I’ve hope I’ve faith to rise for sure <br />God’s endless will to share <br /> <br />But until then I’ll stand here blessed <br />Trying as saints before <br />Walking towards my unseen rest <br />And love forever more<br /><br />Michael P. Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-blessings/
