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First the Blood
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By Michael P. Johnson
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If Jesus Christ was on His way

How good this life would be

In Him we’ll fear no judgement day

For through His blood we’re free


But do these words come from the heart?

Or is The Truth still strange?

Has Jesus’ blood not brought the start?

From which comes living change


We need to change our darkened soul

Upon The Rock to stand

Fix one’s eyes towards the goal

By grace Heaven has planned


But first we need to recognise

The reason Jesus died

Remove one’s shallow world disguise

And cast down foolish pride


The Lord Himself laid down the plan

Still whole! Christ left the grave

As president with bodies man

God’s Lamb had come to save


The risen Christ reveals The Way

Through blood it must begin

Yet through The Flame God’s Son today

Convicts His bride of sin


The judgement in the church will start

God’s house on Zion hill

His Flame in Truth within man’s heart -Ac.2:2-4

Will burn the chaff at will


“Be ye perfect” is God’s command

Before we close our eyes

Lest some thinking, to walk God’s land

May find a sad surprise.....

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Submitted: Friday, October 12, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, October 12, 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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