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It's Not by Might
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Where Heaven's Spirit free can flow

Strongholds crumble and fall

In such a church God's flock will grow

And make their tent too small


God's faithful sheep will never stray

Where darkness can't abide

Where Jesus' Spirit has His way

And where no sin can hide


All filthiness will come to light

When shame we don't confess

We must obey, do what is right

For God won't stand for less


But first each child must understand

The Christ as Lord must reign

It's then God's Son will hold one's hand

And lead to birth again


Of self; can no such deed be done

But through The Holy Ghost

Given through faith in Christ God's Son

That one should ever boast


We need to wear! God's Holy Flame

His armour; shining bright

Burning consuming filth and shame

Until we've won the fight


The Fire of God drives demons wild

Of this, let no one doubt

No devil's harm a covered child

When clad both in and out


The church of God, in one accord

Will stand and win the day

Spoken and planned by Christ The Lord

Before! He went away.....Michael P. Johnson

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Submitted: Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Last Updated: Thursday, November 9, 2017

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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