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Although We've Heard
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       Although We've Heard

The Cross cries out what life’s about

We see the test of time

We’ve learned so much, yet still we doubt

And thus remains our crime

 

Refusing Christ, God’s Truth and Light

We die the death of Cain

From hell we’ll find no means of flight

Nor sin’s eternal pain

 

How swift like fools from grace we fall

In falling; fail to rise

We doubt and fail on God to call

When Satan spins his lies

 

Although afraid to end in hell

From sin, we rarely shy

We smile and say that all is well

Whilst steeped in shame we die

 

There’s no escape the Reaper’s sword

There’s no escape hell’s flame

For those without The Christ as Lord

For those who die in shame

 

The Lord our God is no one’s fool

He hears one’s every thought

Sees whenever we break a rule

As though we won’t be caught

 

Today all life on earth would cease

If Christ were not to save

No grace to find eternal peace

If death were but the grave

 

But death is not; the final word

Life’s Author is at hand

For all who Christ have truly heard

And seek to understand..... 


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Submitted: Thursday, December 13, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, December 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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