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Talents (1)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Talents (1)

 

God’s Promise from His throne on high

Who comes as servant Guest

Will bring us talents none can buy

Through which His church is blessed

 

The world conceals her treasures rare

In vaults so dark as night

But we in Christ are meant to share

Our talents in The Light

 

Man’s talents belong God alone

That none should ever boast

Valuable gifts received on loan

With God; The Holy Ghost

 

For lifting high Christ’s name on earth

Like eagles on the wing

Aiding others to second birth

A harvest God to bring

 

Far greater deeds we’d bring about

Through talents He will give

To lead the blind, stumbling in doubt

Teaching them how to live

 

With Heaven’s gifts, the bride may rise

Serving salvation well

Raising the dead opening eyes

Saving lost souls from hell

 

“Shine bright inside the darkest place”

God spoke with upheld hand

“Through gifts, talents, with love and grace

Children will understand”

 

So those with talents best beware

Let wisdom rule today

What now you have, yet still won’t share

The Lord could take away…


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Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, November 3, 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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