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If Riches Could Buy
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By Michael P. Johnson
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        If Riches Could Buy

God’s holy eyes search far and wide

Down deep and high above

For Christ He seeks a faithful bride

To share His love and love


For this! God sent to us His Son

Through selfless love to die

Yet though life’s war He truly won

We still live Satan’s lie


God wills that none of us should fall

Nor lose His grace to live

Who’ll come in answer Jesus’ call?

His Guide to life He’ll give


But if salvation one could buy

With silver jewel or gold

The poor and weak alone would cry

Their portion would be sold


Yet few give thought at Easter time

At Christmas, more or less

But most live out a life of crime

Alone themselves to bless


If only each would look within

With eyes humble and true

They’d see their filthy hearts of sin

They’d pray for birth anew


They’d fear the judgement of The Lord

They’d fear the lake of flame

They’d fear God’s vengeful two-edged sword

They’d fear to die in shame


But Satan has them tightly bound

Through pride, through selfish gain

Too late” the cry when truth’s profound

When Jesus comes to reign.....

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Submitted: Sunday, January 13, 2013

Last Updated: Sunday, January 13, 2013

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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