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Deeds Of Grace.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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It’s not through songs or chants we sing

A child is Heaven bound

It’s not through sermons preachers bring

We’ll reach The higher ground


Still frantic moral songs we sing

Whilst bobbing to and fro

Believing through which on eagle’s wing

Through Paradise to go


But do we know effects of sin?

Do we know why Jesus died?

Have we bid The Lord cleanse within?

Does His Promise there abide?


It’s not through force or any law

Religion, creed or race

Through no one’s work, we’ll reach life’s shore

But through God’s gift of grace


By grace, we’re saved by grace alone

Christ Jesus blood made free

Melting the hardest heart of stone

Causing blind eyes to see


James’ witness of God’s Word is true

Through Jesus’ guiding hand

Eating life’s Bread drinking life’s Dew

We’ll grow and understand


To God! Christ Jesus is The Way

To life, Christ is The Door

Life’s Light, life’s Guide, life’s Hope today

Is Christ forever more


It’s first; by grace followed by deeds

To glorify God’s Son

Nurturing wheat amongst life’s weeds

Till Heaven’s will is done......

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Submitted: Saturday, May 5, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, May 5, 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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