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His Greatest Tool
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By Michael P. Johnson
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His Greatest Tool

 

Though true salvation’s comes us free

Though sins can be reprieved

Countless are banned to bend their knee

To whom they have believed

 

Millions of people risk their lives

Hundreds of thousands die

Despised by families, husbands, wives

Because of Christ on high

 

Because of faith because of grace

Of love so rich so pure

Because of hope to see the face

Of Heaven’s King Yeshua

 

Suffering torment tremendous pain

Abused till death’s release

Such are the trials when born again

Serving to live in peace

 

How sad for those who harm or kill

Who hinder one child’s call

Who think they do God’s righteous will

Bringing about their fall

 

For He who gives The Breath of life

Who loves us all the same

Sees who cause His children strife

In some religious name

 

Religion’s but an evil scheme

The devil’s greatest tool

Brought about by Satan’s dream

To reign and Heaven rule

 

An angel fallen from The Light

Enemy of the mind

Guiding the fool leading the fight

To keep man lost and blind….. 


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Submitted: Monday, November 21, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, November 21, 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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