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Go Tell Them
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Go Tell Them


While sin abounds mankind’s slumming

Carousing for all we’re worth

Beware, pay heed The Fire’s coming

Scorching God’s tortured earth


What are you doing with your life?

With soul and spirit vexed

Milling abroad with hearts of strife

Failing to love your next


Is God so blind He cannot see?

So deaf He fails to hear?

His arm so lame he cannot free?

His children bound in fear


Your neighbours left and to your right

Before and those behind

Have you yet thought to bring them sight?

Or can’t you see they’re blind?


They’re plagued to death through Satan’s spawn

They’ve lost the sense to pray

Have you not seen Salvation’s Dawn?

To shine and show The Way


Do you not know I love them too?

Can you not see their need?

Go forth with what I’ve given you

Plant deep my Living Seed


Go feed them though the word I give

Give sup with love and care

With grace, reveal The Way to live

Through all you’ve had to share


Share your silver and share your gold

Before my children die

Guide them safely to the fold

To live with Christ on high.....

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Submitted: Thursday, June 4, 2015

Last Updated: Thursday, June 4, 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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