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Not Long Now
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Not Long Now

 

Shortly this world we’ll leave below

We’ll rise and dwell the new

Leaving behind the filth we know

The foolishness we knew

 

For by God’s grace The Truth is ours

We’ve love beyond compare

Through Jesus’ blood tremendous powers

Eternal life to share

 

We live by faith and not by sight

We trust in Heaven’s Word

We’ll soon receive with robes of white

What no one’s seen or heard

 

Through wisdom in our Saviour’s hand

His knowledge now we trust

His promises will always stand

When all else turns to dust

 

Soon far beyond world suffering cares

We’ll join the mighty throng

In answer to our heartfelt prayers

We’ll sing the victor’s song

 

We’ll see the rest Salvation’s kissed

Those blessed by David’s Root

We’ll see The Tree that Adam missed

We’ll eat life’s wondrous fruit

 

When death has bent its feeble knee

The dead will rise up whole

The lame will walk, the blind will see

Perfect in heart and soul

 

We’ll see our Saviour’s smiling face

Within the realm of light

As Groom and bride we’ll take our place

Where everything is right.....


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Submitted: Saturday, April 11, 2015

Last Updated: Saturday, April 11, 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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