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Go Forth & Open Eyes.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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When Jesus died then rose again
When most on earth walked blind
When mostly life was lived in vain
But procreate mankind

Though God had revealed His being
Gave up His Lamb to die
But with selfish eyes unseeing
Few saw the reason why

Man’s life was harsh most hearts were cold
To what their father’s taught
Even to what The Scriptures told
Doubted their true report

Though God’s Son stood there before them
Their hearts refused to yield
Although a maid who touched His hem
Miraculously was healed

The lepers, blind the sick, the lame
The dead to life were raised
Both rich and poor to Jesus came
Where Heaven was somewhat praised

The devil was alive and well
Busy all day and night
Charming vulnerable into hell
Robbing the doubtful light

Till once again in one accord
The Few gathered to pray
To sing the praise of Christ Their Lord
And seek of God The Way

Forty-nine days they met in prayer

Now joy will never end

God’s Wind and Fire’s everywhere

For those, with Christ, as friend..... 

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Submitted: Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, June 20, 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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