Flying Higher Poem by Michael P. Johnson

I’m flying Lord, soaring higher
Wrapped in infinite love
With this heart of mine on fire
Riding on Heaven’s Dove

On The One, You promised giving
Counselling deep inside
For ever and ever living
Through He You sent as Guide

So I’m flying Lord, I’m flying
Clad in life’s robe of white
While countless lost souls are dying
Without Your Guiding Light

With joy, with love, amazing grace
Sweeter than honey wine
Talking, listening face to face
With my Saviour divine

With You! With You, my God with You
My very soul’s aflame
Glistening as the morning dew
This wonder to proclaim

For nothing, nothing, ever done
Only a moment’s prayer
Hoping, believing in Your Son
When suddenly You’re there

With promise, never to leave me
Promise to stand me by
Promise always, I’ll come to be
Where love will never die

Forever Jesus, forever
Your blood has set me free
I’m flying where eagles never
My Father’s face will see…..