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Let's Not Forget
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Let's Not Forget

 

Let’s not forget our Father’s plan

To flood the world with light

To gather saint and beggar man

And ladies of the night

 

We’ll cast aside our church disguise

Get rid of selfish pride

We’ll pray God open wide our eyes

And fire to burn inside

 

We’ll be no more demonic fools

Deceived of crown and goal

In Jesus’ hand as Heaven’s tools

We’ll serve to save man’s soul

 

Whatever yet the foe may bring

What life may hold in store?

Hand in hand with Christ our King

We’ll stand as men of war

 

Presenting God our flesh and bone

Our deepest darkest thought

By faith in Jesus’ blood alone

We’ll trust in His report

 

Tending God’s flock His ripening wheat

Seeking The Truth on high

We’ll rid ourselves of blind conceit

God’s Son to glorify

 

We’ll search for sheep round hills and vales

Up streets down country roads

In scorching heat in icy gales

We’ll ease their heavy loads

 

We’ll serve with joy in Jesus’ hand

With power from above

We’ll help our neighbours understand

The healing touch of love…..


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Submitted: Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, May 10, 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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