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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † † † † † †Tears.....

We cry failing to understand

We weep wondering why

Though truthís revealed within the hand

Of Jesus Christ on high

We cry we weep with joy untold

We laugh we dance and sing

In hope of robes, lifeís crown of gold

From Christ our Lord and King

We cry we weep we scream out loud

From child till old and grey

Hoping to rise in Jesusí cloud

Before manís judgement day

We cry loveís tears the world unseen

Great pearls of priceless dew

Joyously shed as Jesusí queen

Through glorious birth anew

But who cries tears in fervent prayer?

What brings us to our knees?

Who assures us Heavenís share?

Who hears our humble pleas?

Is Godís concern for human needs?

Is Jesusí love still ours?

How is man rid of worldly weeds?

How can we gain loveís powers?

Whilst hatred raises high its head

Whilst anger forms a fist

Is not the flesh to God still dead?

Or does His love persist?

Till wisdom reaches out her hand

Till knowledge comes to reign

Till Heaven grants to understand

Manís tears will still remain.....

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Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2013

Last Updated: Monday, February 25, 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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