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By Michael P. Johnson
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Many of us err many stray

More countless souls are lost

Living loving to disobey

Failing to count the cost


Bibles lie dusty on the shelf

While hearts are full of hate

Living at odds with God and self

Consuming demonic bait


Offal’s received in countless schools

Life’s Authors strong denied

Teachers reject Life’s sacred rules

Though darkness can abide


Politically! God’s incorrect

Billions deny His name

Only amongst His true elect

May thrive Salvation’s Flame


Fire! Cleansing one’s precious soul

Consuming shameful sin

Healing spirit making them whole

Life’s race by grace to win


By grace alone and not by power

True joy will never cease

To face God at judgment hour

And reap eternal peace


Such is ordained such is God’s word

Such His promise dear

The same God’s prophets of old heard

Who learned His name to fear


But who to self will die today?

Who’ll seek salvation now?

Who will Jesus Christ Obey?

And to His Lordship bow.....

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Submitted: Friday, December 23, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, December 23, 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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