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Man Is Drunk
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       Man is Drunk

On earth my height cannot be seen

My depth can none perceive

I was I am I’ve always been

The Lord who few believe

 

You try to see how I prevail

You search for reasons why?

Steeped in your sin, you’re bound to fail

Like all before, you’ll die

 

You marvel at my mighty hand

You try to do the same

You think to know and understand

Yet still you die in shame

 

True wisdom comes from God alone

Your reasoning is mine

The knowledge that you call your own

I give to you as wine

 

Your drinking caused your head to spin

You’re drunk on things you’ve found

You fall you stumble in your sin

Where Satan has you bound

 

Wake up; see now the harm you’ve done

With all I’ve had to give

Repent consider Christ my Son

Through Him, you may yet live

 

Cast down your pride turn now to me

Discard the devil’s wine

Partake of Him who’ll set you free

Receive life’s Light and shine

 

My Spirit comes to teach, my child

To melt man’s heart of stone

Obey, and you’ll be reconciled

I’ll call you then my own.....


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Submitted: Saturday, March 10, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, April 6, 2016

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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