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Nothing From God Is Really Dead....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Nothing from God is really dead

Nothing of Jesus will die

How awesome Christ is, God’s done or said

Will always remain on high

 

Perfection is Heaven’s Glory

Nothing will break or fall

Whomsoever, whatever story

Both present or past will recall

 

When time, has ended, no longer will be

No future will stand before

All things unknown will all be to see

Where nowhere is ever a door

 

All will be free, where nothing can hide

Nothing to make one shy

No need to worry, no foolish pride

No winking, blinking one’s eye

 

On thoughts, we’ll travel! Where time has ceased

Wonders will be commonplace

Where Heaven’s Word is Heaven’s Priest

Enjoyment will be face to face

 

Nothing is wrong, all things will be right

Perfection will reign all around

Wherever Life’s love is, will be such delight

Nothing will ever confound

 

Is this! Where you’ll be when LIFE is above?

Is this, what your eyes will soon see?

Could this be The Father of unfailing LOVE

Designed, for both you and for me?

 

Be that as it may, my faith’s in God’s hand

My future who’ll hearted I’ll spend

Let this whole wide wicked world understand

I’ll be with CRIST JESUS, my FRIEND……


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Submitted: Monday, October 22, 2018

Last Updated: Tuesday, October 23, 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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