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As Simply Man.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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God as a simple child was born

The boy of flesh grew tall

A shameful sinful world to warn

Against her selfish fall


Did they hear, did someone see

Did anyone repent?

Turning, thanking for setting free

Through whom The Father sent


Only a few a precious few

Only a few saw when

God’s precious Son in wisdom grew

Into a man back then


A God tormented God of woe

Mortal as you and I

Throughout His life would live to show

The reason He came to die


He saw man’s thoughts man’s, wilful heart

His lustful selfish ways

To give mankind a brand new start

His actions would amaze


As Christ as Lamb as sinless man

For all the world to see

Fulfilling Heaven’s awesome plan

To set God’s children free


Children of shame victims of sin

Full doubt selfish with pride

Offering self that He may win

Repenting souls to guide


Through beatings again and again

Obedient straight and true

Suffering death tremendous pain

As man for me and you.....

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Submitted: Friday, January 26, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, January 27, 2018

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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