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Open to God
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Open to God
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A veil hung in Godís holy place

Between the Lord and human race

High priests alone could enter in

To ask Godís grace and cover sin

Man offered blood the choicest meat

This scene each day would priests repeat

When sin once more would stain ones life

Again the priest would use the knife

From God! Salvation can no one gain

When Satan in oneís heart can reign

For endless life for you and I

A perfect man had first to die

The sky grew dark pure life was spent

The temple veil in two was rent

The war of death and hell was won

Through Jesus Christ Godís Lamb and Son

Since Adam! Truth was hid from view

The way to life Christ made anew

The eyes of man were opened wide

As was the way to God inside

Now at Godís hand a King and Priest

From Jesusí now we all may feast

At Jesusí death died manís disgrace

Forming The Way to seek Godís face

Although the veil is torn in two

Yet sacrifice remains to do

Holy bodies we need to give

For nothing less with God can live

Such wondrous deeds Jehovahís done

For man He gave His only Son

We thus His face one day may see

Thank God The Lord, lifeís way is free.....

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Submitted: Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Last Updated: Thursday, July 28, 2011

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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