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Whitewashed Walls
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Whitewashed Walls


It seems there’s nought they fail to know

How openly they pray                                        Mt.6:5

The Pharisee of long ago

Are still with us today


The finest robes to church they wear                 Mt.23:5

Like those who’ve gone before

But then God’s flock they’ll rip and tear          Mt.23:24

Pursuing every flaw


In church they cry as on the street                    Mt.6:5

As wheat; they seem to stand                           Mt.13:26

They love to take the highest seat                    Mt.23:6

While not in Jesus’ hand


True righteousness, must theirs excel             Mt.5:20

No wrinkle, spot or stain                                 Eph.5:27

All hypocrites are bound for hell

Not one in Christ will reign


Their whitewashed walls by God are seen    Mt.23:27

He knows what lies beneath

To man, they seem righteous and clean

But few; can see the wreath


Yes Pharisee are with us still                          Mt.13:26

Their fruits are seen by all                              Mt.7:20

Although their yeast can maim can kill         Mt.16:6

Can bring a child to fall


Our brother Paul, was once as these              Act.23:6

He too thought he was wise                           Php.3:4-6

Till Jesus brought him to his knees               Act.9:4

To open up his eyes                                       Act.9:18+Php.3:7


God said “My grace must you suffice           2Cor.12:9

I’ve work for you to do                                  Act.13:2

Your life you too; must sacrifice                   Act.9:16

As I have done for you”.....

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Submitted: Saturday, October 13, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, October 13, 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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