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Fear the Lord
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By Michael P. Johnson
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           Fear the Lord

Through sin, we’re now a fallen race

A stench to God on high

But through God’s Lamb we’re given grace

To live and never die


There’s no one else, God’s Truth is here

We need but call His name

The living Lord our God to fear

Else die the death of shame


To reverence God is none exempt

We all should walk His ways

Familiarity breeds contempt

As seen these latter days


“But God is love”, we hear so much

Of truth most eyes are blind

The devil keeps us out of touch

With lies clouding the mind


Unapproachable is The Light –1Ti.6:16

God’s glory far too great

All filth to venture in His sight

Must share the devil’s fate


Yet when in faith God’s will is done

When truth we understand

We’ve grace to know to love His Son

And heed His least command


John saw life’s grace in Jesus’ eyes –Rev.1:14

His feet like bronze aglow –Rev.1:15

Consuming Fire that never dies –Isa.30:27

There’s so much more to know


Who know  will turn their lives from sin

Will love Salvation’s rules

When Truth has finally come within

We’ll cease to die like fools…..

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Submitted: Sunday, December 30, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, December 13, 2014

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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