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We Need but Ask
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By Michael P. Johnson
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We Need but Ask


It’s sad to see our neighbours fall

To see our families fail

How many reject Salvation’s call

And spend their lives in jail


This age of car and aeroplane

Of spaceships to the moon

Man’s wanton lust and selfish gain

Though Christ is coming soon


They’ve been to school, grown sleek and wise

But Truth; they blindly doubt

Their selfish pride has closed their eyes

To what this life’s about


Whilst heads are stuck in shifting sand

They fail to see The Light

They fail to see the facts at hand

Since Satan robbed their sight


No thought of death and coming wrath

No thought of Heaven’s will

Choosing instead the devil’s path

They hope life’s hopes to fill


Whilst shadows yet confound their mind

Whilst evil floods their heart

They’ll wander lost dithering blind

Having of life no part


God’s Lamb alone can save their soul

God’s Christ alone can heal

God’s Son alone can make them whole

If when to Him they kneel


It matters not how deep we’ve trod

How shameful yet we live

We need but ask The living God

Through Jesus to forgive.....

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Submitted: Sunday, December 14, 2014

Last Updated: Monday, December 15, 2014

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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