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Blessed Is the Child
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Blessed Is the Child


Blessed are the souls in Truth reborn

Who’ve eaten Heaven’s Bread

Who’re not afraid to face the dawn

When rising from the dead


Blessed are the few who’ve seen The Light

Who’ve drank Salvation’s Wine

Who’ll stand by faith who’ll fight the fight

And win a place divine


Blessed are the children of The King

The Lord of Lords on high

Who’ll live to dance who’ll live to sing

In the future bye and bye


Blessed is the child who’s found The Way 

A pleasure in God’s sight

Living walking serving each day

In power of His might


Blessed is the mind of wholesome thought

The heart faithful and true

The tongue spreading The True Report

For others to pursue 


Blessed is the bride of Jesus Christ

With hope beyond the skies 

Regarding nothing sacrificed

Until the day we rise


Blessed is the child who’s strength is God

Who’s eyes are trained above

Despising sin but not the rod

Within the hand of love


Blessed are the soldiers of The Cross

Who all life’s storms withstand

Regardless of the price and loss

Toward The Promised Land.....

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Submitted: Thursday, September 29, 2016

Last Updated: Thursday, September 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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