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What Is Man?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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What is Man?

Ere God gave man the kiss of life

Ere God brought man to birth

Before The Lord gave man his wife

God planned wed rule the earth

But disobedience raised his head

Selfishness was born

Deceit became our daily bread

Fatality saw its dawn

Mans not the being he thinks to be

Well made; The Lord to please

From Satans hold ones never free

Till Christ we bend our knees

Were formed inside, though how we live

Through fruits we daily bear

Through life obtained, through life we give

God thus computes ones share

All flesh is just like blades of grass

Like flowers of the fields

Like morning dew, resounding brass

Enigmas, truth reveals

If Christ Gods Lamb were not to hand

With love with saving grace

Wed never learn to understand

Wed never see Gods face

But God would have blind eyes to see

The Truth unveiled on high

Hed have mans heart and soul set free

Upon lifes wings to fly

Yet not of self, can this be done

Through selfish flesh and bone

But through the blood of Gods True Son

Through Christ Jesus alone!.....


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Submitted: Monday, January 21, 2013

Last Updated: Monday, January 21, 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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