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Open The Door.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Look around at world confusion

The blind majority

At the state of man’s delusion

Of self-authority


Deceived, utterly confounded

How Adam’s race behaves

By God virtuously grounded

Now the devil’s slaves


Though Adam’s eyes failed God to see

God’s voice he could hear

If confident, God must therefore be

Where did faith disappear?


Somehow somewhere deep inside

Transformation’s occurred

Doubtlessly doubt has been supplied

Through which heart’s eyes are blurred


Man’s heart and not his godlike mind

Knowing evil from good

Till shame and doubt has made us blind

To living as we should


Never, will doubt, reach Heaven’s door

Only who’ll truth pursue

Will live as nobody before

Through faith, when walking true


Faith in Christ brings amazing peace

Eternal joy and love

Miraculous power, release

For living life above


Faith, true faith, in creation’s King

Life’s risen Lord on high

Will cause man’s very soul to sing

Knowing they’ll never die…..

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Submitted: Monday, November 5, 2018

Last Updated: Tuesday, November 6, 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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