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He Sees It All
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By Michael P. Johnson
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He Sees It All

 

We pride each other’s flesh and bone

It gives us such a thrill

While lurking in most hearts of stone

Are thoughts to cheat and kill

 

Which most of us deny of course

Such evil cannot be

Whilst Satan, shame’s most loathsome source

Rubs both his hands in glee

 

We lie to self and others too

We cheat where ere we can

Behind a mask away from view

We fool our fellow man

 

But God’s not mocked nor is He blind

He knows one’s heart and soul

He sees each thought each scheming mind

He sees one’s wayward goal

 

Whatever plan however bold

Though cunning might we be

No secret can a man withhold

Heaven can always see

 

So best back up this one way street

Divert one’s thoughts on high

Admit to God every defeat

Allow hell’s sources die

 

Love is the tool, love is The Way

Love is the road to go

Through love of Jesus Christ today

Salvation’s Wind will blow

 

It’s not too late, the time is right

The place is here and now

Receive from God His Guiding Light

When next in Christ you bow.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 25, 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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