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The Bride Gives Birth (2)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Bribe Gives Birth (2)


In Christ; mother you taught us well

Fire burns deep within

I feel the need the world to tell

How children life can win


The Father’s blood within my veins

Runs near to deep despair

For all the lost still bound in chains

In need of love and care


I bless the time with you I spent

The joy at Jesus’ feet

But from you now this child is sent

To tend God’s precious wheat


But for a while, for us you’ll grieve

For each that’s left your breast

Our children; also must receive

Before they leave the nest


Before they too can learn to fly

Life’s milk they need to share

Upon our knees for this we cry

Please join our fervent prayer


Pray too, like stones we’ll stand up strong

Within The Builder’s hands

That in His strength it won’t take long

To quench the thirsty lands


You’ve given all you had to give

You’ve taught us not to fall

Now here we stand in Christ we live

In answer to His call


Now all the earth must first be told

That in your walls we’ve learned

So pray we’ll stand, preach true and bold

Until our Groom’s returned…..

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Submitted: Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 7, 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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