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Through Jesus' Eyes
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Through Jesus' Eyes


Where are your thoughts alone at night?

When will your soul find peace?

Why does your flesh persist to fight?

When will the tension cease?


When disappointment floods the mind

When sadness wears a crown

When life’s long road seems so unkind

Defences crumble down


Fortresses crumble wall by wall

Replacing faith with doubt

Idle we sit watching them fall

While souls grow weak through drought


Although we’ve heard that Heaven’s true

God’s Ghost comes in flame

We disregard the filth we do

Along hell’s road of shame


Still some may see through Jesus’ eyes

Once knowledge sets them free

Wisdom reveals satanic lies

And death will bend it’s knee


Let Heaven end hell’s evil flood

Let faith life’s hope revive

Let Jesus wash us in His blood

And cause love’s cause to thrive


We’ll see our neighbours near and far

We’ll know! God reigns on high

We’ll know God’s Son, The Morning Star

The Lamb who chose to die


While Truth reveals the facts first hand

We’ll witness unknown love

We’ll walk with Christ and understand

Eternity above.....  

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Submitted: Thursday, January 22, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, January 23, 2015

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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