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Treasures of Love
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By Michael P. Johnson
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††††† Treasures of love

For most, the time has been so long

Iíve heard my childrenís cry

Prepare to sing your wedding song

Your Groom is drawing nigh

Heís coming soon; at last youíll meet

Upon the Wind youíll ride

My joy will soon be made complete

When Christ is at your side

Look up; sweet bride, Iíve heard your prayer

Receive lifeís robe of Light

Your Bridegroomís cloud youíll shortly share

Will soon be in your sight

In faith, youíve answered Jesusí call

I know you love my Son

In righteousness Heíll greet you all

In Truth youíll then be one

Diamonds to me are faithful prayer

Rubies are songs you sing

Tears are pearls gilding your hair

And love your wedding ring

Your offerings will never fade

Daily you grew so fair

From all your jewels my Son has made

A crown for you to wear

Iíve longed to have you dwell with me

Iíve loved you from the start

Approach sweet maid come now and see

The treasures of my heart

For you my love my faithful few

My doors are open wide

With life eternal vowed to you

Thereís so much more insideÖ.


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Submitted: Saturday, March 10, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, March 10, 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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