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He Inside
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By Michael P. Johnson
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He Inside

 

Christ came to silence Satan’s lies

To die to set us free

To rise that there’ll be no surprise

His Father’s face we see

 

Some ‘will’ arise to Heaven’s height

Beyond the great divide

But most will fall from truth and Light

In torment to abide

 

God warns the world loud and clear

His book He gives to read 

Teaching us love teaching us fear

Teaching The Truth we need

 

Yet most of us despise The Light

Despise the facts portrayed

We choose the road as dark as night 

Hell bent but not dismayed

 

Dismissing God, rejecting Christ

Oblivious misled

Not knowing whom God sacrificed

Can raise the walking dead

 

Demonic lies are everywhere

Seduction’s common place

Yet most of us don’t seem to care

Of Jesus’ saving grace

 

Living a life of constant shame

Deceived and walking tall

Most live and doubt Christ ever came

Or even lived at all

 

So we! Who have The Truth must tell

All neighbours far and wide

Help save their souls from darkest hell

Through He who dwells inside.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Last Updated: Thursday, May 5, 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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