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Look to the Cross
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Look to the Cross


Through faith, we’ve hope with love and care

The Father’s face to see

Christ pulled the plug on life’s despair

Whilst nailed upon the tree


He did it all He paid the price

Christ paved The Way on high

Believers in love’s true sacrifice

Will live, never to die


Through hope through faith that’s not our own

Through love and tender care

Through Jesus’ gifts to flesh and bone

God gives the world to share


Through sinless blood that drenched the earth

Through Jesus’ death and pain

God shows what selfless life is worth

To those who’d live in vain


Look to the cross, each tortured hand

Look to those feet of old

Look to the thorns and understand

The truth prophets foretold


Christ knew of this ere time began

He knew man’s wayward path

And still He died for mortal man

To rescue from the wrath


Believe in what the cross would tell

Believe in selfless love

The dye is cast for death and hell

Who’s faith’s in Christ above


The devil’s hand can’t hold, nor bar

When Heaven’s will is done

When looking to The Morning Star

When faith is in God’s Son.....

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Submitted: Saturday, July 25, 2015

Last Updated: Saturday, July 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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