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All May Come into His Presence
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By Michael P. Johnson
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         All may come

Wilful in sin, demonic bound

Disgraced, in Satan’s jail

Disqualified for holy ground

Selfishly doomed to fail


Yet from each nation from each creed

God calls his children out

That Jesus sinless blood has freed

When faith takes captive doubt


The rich, the poor, the well, the lame

The meek, though great or small

To Jesus Christ, we’re all the same

Who heed salvation’s call


When standing firm upon the deck

Of Christ; the boat of life

No yoke will hinder round one’s neck

No foe can bring us strife


To glorify our risen Lord

God’s gift can be received

Upon all flesh his Spirit’s poured

Let no one be deceived


It matters not what clothes we wear

Frayed suit or filthy dress

We all; may come to Christ in prayer

Shameful lives to confess


When helping others bear their pain

By stretching caring hands

What peace great joy we’ll then sustain

As love engulfs the lands


Do not despise your neighbour’s name

Nor put another down

For God may do to you the same

And take from you life’s crown.....

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Submitted: Saturday, February 25, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, February 25, 2012

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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