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With That Same Measure (2
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By Michael P. Johnson
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With That Same Measure (2)

Though some may think these words a lie

Despised and of no worth

Let wisdom lead their pride to die

And raise to second birth

I speak of that I see is wrong

As watchmen in The Lord††††††††††††††††††††††† Eze.33:-

I sing in truth my Masterís song

Itís He; who has the sword

Through faith these lowly eyes can see

Through Christ, salvationís mine

In Him I judge to set you free

With Heavenís scales and line

I know in truth what Jesus said

I know the facts so well

But are we not to judge the dead?†

To save a soul from hell

At first I thought it too my friend

Is mine to judge this way

But now I fear no more lifeís end††††††††† 1Cor.6:3

Nor wrath on judgement day

I need to do what must be done

For this Iím saved to live

To glorify the Fatherís Son

With all Heís had to give

So with these words my God I serve

I pray not one would waste

Though you may think Iíve too much nerve

Donít throw them down in haste

They may not meet your every need

But in The Lord I pray

Allow them grow as precious seed

And let God! Judge my wayÖ..

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Submitted: Thursday, November 8, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, November 8, 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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