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Where Is Our King?.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Where is THE KING of creation?

Life’s living God on high

Master of every nation

Lord over you and I


Who is concerned and is searching?

Who believes ONE is there?

Studying, thinking, researching

Will God, Himself declare?


So it has been for many years

Just how long has it been?

Both you and I, countless Peers

Truly God’s never seen


Thus Jesus came as our Saviour

Dying, shedding His BLOOD

Righting man’s misbehaviour

This! Should be understood


Faith is a normal conclusion

Shared all over mankind

Whilst religion causes confusion

Who on earth, God can find?


What in the world can be done now?

Jesus! First, comes to mind

The answer’s clear, only how?

Love united will find



Self must begin to surrender

Peace and joy need to spread

With God Himself as defender

Christ and man can be wed


Together as one united

Combined in Heaven above

Always, completely, delighted

Eternally in love.....

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Submitted: Friday, October 26, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, October 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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