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Smile at Death?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Smile At Death?

 

Faces may glow with sheer delight

Smiles embellish the queue

Funerals can be a glorious sight

Leading to life anew

 

The blind can see the deaf hear

The poor grow rich to give

Lamenting souls are filled with cheer

While dead saints rise to live

 

Now more and more such things we see

Though countless will deny

Christ Jesus died to set man free

To reign with Him on high

 

From palaces to filthy slums

Where darkness has deceived

How wonderful The Truth becomes

When Jesus is believed

 

Fire within the bowels of man

Eternal life in streams

Love defeating the darkest plan

And joy beyond all dreams

 

From flames of hell from darkest grave

From chains of foolish doubt

Allow The Lamb of God to save

And turn your life about

 

Nothing to pay nothing to do

Nothing but faith to keep

Loving our God one’s neighbours too

Until we fall asleep

 

Blessed are the few who Christ obey

Who seek The Father’s ear

Who turn from sin, walk Heaven’s Way

And live in righteous fear.....


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Submitted: Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Last Updated: Tuesday, January 10, 2017

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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