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Living Stones
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Living Stones

Still few of us have understood

What God has clearly shown

The Lord will build from flesh and blood

A house of living stone

These stones of God are you and I

Redeemed and free of shame

Assembled by The Lord on high

To magnify His name

Of living stone Godís house will be

No stain or chink in sight

For only those Godís face will see

In whom He takes delight

No nails, no glue, cement or sand

No tool of iron or steel

The Lord; will raise His blameless hand

To make His promise real

From every land will Jesus call

Knowing each stone by name

Itís He whoíll build each righteous wall

From stones fashioned in Flame

Fire will test for fault and stress

For soundness depth and height

Proven, each stone, Jesus will dress

To form His house of light

These words for some could be grave news

Not any stone will do

The living God can pick and choose

Whoís lives are plain in view

How do we live and serve on earth

If now we seek Godís face

That we may find through second birth

In Jesusí house a place.....†


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Submitted: Thursday, November 1, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, November 1, 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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