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Alone (3).....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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               Alone (3).....

God’s absence causes hearts to cry

Loneliness, takes its toll

Man’s spirit soon becomes so dry

It hurts his very soul


When Jesus, takes one’s guilt and shame

We think at last life’s found

But till we’re bathed and clothed in flame

We’re never Heaven bound


Though safe and sound in Jesus’ hand

Though life is truly ours

No flesh can learn or understand

Behind its lonely towers


The Wind of change must come to blow

Our walls must come to fall

The flesh must see why tears flow

Why barren trees grow tall


We need to learn from Adam’s fault

Life’s road to seek and find

Become through Christ, Salvation’s Salt

To season lost mankind


Though saying God is truly King

Lord, Lord, we call His Son

No loneliness will take to wing

Until love’s work we’ve done


As saints we’re called as Heaven’s tools

As conduits of light

Houses wherein Christ Jesus rules

Guiding through life’s long fight


Man’s loneliness will load the grave

When Jesus comes again

When Satan and his hoards are slave

In love with Christ we’ll reign.....

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Submitted: Monday, February 11, 2013

Last Updated: Monday, February 11, 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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