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No Time to Rest
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By Michael P. Johnson
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No Time to Rest

 

We lie, we steal we cheat we kill

Deceive how, where we can

Gratifying the devil’s will

Against our fellow man

 

Weren’t we ourselves once lost and blind?

Weren’t each the devil’s slave?

Till grace began to change our mind

Saving from hell and grave

 

Faithful we take of bread and wine

Saved through our Saviour’s blood

Joining our hands with love divine

To walk the way we should

 

Are we to see our neighbours fail?

To watch them die in shame

Sink to eternal life in jail

In hell’s tormenting flame

 

We need to live as Christ before?

As salt as guiding light

Leading others to Heaven’s door

Helping them fight the fight

 

Forgive the sins our neighbours do

Forget the shame they’ve done

Reveal The Way to start anew

Through Jesus Christ God’s Son

 

Submit to Him on Heaven’s throne

The Lord The King on high

Who  hates to see man throw the stone

Causing others to die

 

Today is not our time to rest

Nor reign as Jesus’ bride

But serve until the last one’s blest

Heaven will call inside.....


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Submitted: Monday, February 1, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, February 1, 2016

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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