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Does Hell Await?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Does Hell Await?


 Surely hell should be our fate

Like Satan and his hoard

Found guilty as sin incarnate

Denying Christ as Lord


Though souls by The Lord are valued

More worth than all else known

We’ll join as filth the devil’s brood

With those who’s hearts as stone


Make no mistake that God is love

That Christ would see us burn

He’s righteous on His throne above

With heart of grave concern


For God Himself chose Christ to die

For precious souls to reap

To bring His treasured flock on high

Beyond the realm of sleep


Two thousand years The Truth’s been told

Since Jesus came and died

To rally, heal, to save His fold

And join Him as His bride


But who’ll believe The Father’s plan?

Who’ll believe His Son?

Who’ll cast aside the ways of man?

So victory may be won


Who’ll lock to Satan all their door?

Who’ll take in Christ delight?

Who’ll flee from darkness ever more?

And live as well they might


The race is run the prize is ours

Upon the cross of blood

Who’ll turn to Christ, trust in His powers?

Who’ll live The Way they should..... 

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Submitted: Monday, August 29, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, August 29, 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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