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Give Christ Your Filth
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † † †Give Christ your Filth

Beware of thoughts behind each deed

The reasons what we do

Make sure theyíre germs of righteous seed?

Pure as Morning Dew

Though Christ may come manís heart to claim

With Satanís song inside

Till Heavenís free to purge of shame

Godís Spirit canít abide

The Lord will stretch His mighty hand

Will speak will bring release

Will cause oneís heart to understand

Will give eternal peace

But who gives mind to change their ways?

Whoíll seek The King on high?

Whoíll seek to serve Him all their days?

And to oneís self will die?

Truth; is the door to God divine

Lies are to hell the gate

Manís free to choose to drink their wine

And seal on earth oneís fate

Despise the heart that loves deceit

The eye that lusts for gain

Make here on earth Godís joy complete

Let Jesus come to reign

Be not like dogs that vomit eat

Nor pigs to filth return

Stand firm walk true as Godís elite

Give Christ your filth to burn

Come into Christ be born anew

Receive Salvationís crown

Reject the devilís tempting brew

Help tear his kingdom down..Ö

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Submitted: Monday, February 4, 2013

Last Updated: Tuesday, February 5, 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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