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Righteousness Hurts
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       Righteousness Hurts

Before God’s Promise comes to stay

Before Christ comes to reign

Before God’s Lamb can have His way

Righteousness suffers pain


God’s Holy Wind begins to blow

Beneath The Saviour’s feet

Scattering weed and chaff below

From Heaven’s golden wheat


Rubbish! He gives The Flame to burn

Trampling in the dirt

But still the chosen wheat will learn

That righteousness can hurt


The Truth’s oft hard to see at first

Through filth, so hard to find

Through sin, the eyes of man are cursed

To Heaven’s ways are blind


Salvation comes through Christ within

God’s secret things unfold

But oh; when Jesus takes the sin

We’d love so much to hold


It hurts to lose it hurts to give

It hurts from much to part

It hurts to die, that Christ may live

Inside a servant’s heart


But when The Lord we’ve truly sought

Of filth; one has no need

We’ll take each dark, each evil thought

We’ll burn the devil’s weed


We’ll drink in faith of Heaven’s Dew

Receive His Holy Seal

Although through pain we start anew

In righteousness, we’ll heal…... 

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Submitted: Saturday, December 15, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, December 15, 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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