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More Than a Mere Word
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By Michael P. Johnson
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More Than a Mere Word


We all in chains were tightly bound

As slaves to sin and shame

Banned from entering holy ground

Cursed to eternal flame


Though Jesus paid to make us loose

Through Jesus stripes we’re healed

But untried faith’s of little use

If souls remain unsealed


Through The Spirit we come alive

We’ve strength to serve as planned

But who can stand live and thrive

Failing to understand


Obedience leads to Heaven’s shore

Through faith we’ve eyes to see

Prayer will guide to The Father’s door

Where love is entry’s key


Love is far more than just a word

When Fire burns deep inside

But one should practice what we’ve heard

For God to open wide


Knowing one’s heart one’s soul one’s mind

Knowing each secret thought

Though man may say that love is blind

God sees each true report


For every deed we must account

Where truth alone can reign

Where none may scale God’s sacred mount

With wrinkle spot or stain


The option stands, the time is now!

Before we reach that place

We must repent, our knees must bow

To plead for Heaven’s grace…..

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Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2015

Last Updated: Thursday, December 10, 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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