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The Falling Away.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The falling away has long begun

Rejecting much on high

The miracles, of Christ God Son

Who as Lamb; chose to die

 

While man deceived false gospels share

Churches are spreading lies

Till worshippers here and there

Believe hell’s lord of flies

 

A stench to God, on Heaven’s throne

Gross blasphemies supreme

Against Jesus, life’s Corner Stone

And life’s eternal Stream

 

As part of Satan’s evil plan

Tales sown, now spread worldwide

That Christ was not; both God and man

So with His lies, He died

 

Was Jesus God, fooled, or insane?

Were such, apostles too?

Suffering such terrible pain

And death to me and you

 

May see the truth and understand

The wisdom of the cross

When this knowledge floods every land

Children will bear no loss

 

For as a child, we need to rise

Seek and find, Christ our King

Giving our sin, shame and disguise

Beneath His wing to sing

 

The prayer shawl, around His shoulder

The tent that man’s handmade

Where God’s grace, removes death’s boulder

And can no more, invade.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, August 15, 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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