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Come to Life's Fount.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      Come to Life's Fount.....

“Come to life’s Fount, life’s living Stream

Though sick and walking dead

Fill rich your cup, fulfil your dream

Partake The Living Bread


Share my table near my throne

Receive life’s wine and meat

Let love melt down your heart of stone

In truth be made complete


Come chosen bride be clothed in white

Your sins are now no more

Come drink Salvation’s liquid Light

Enter through Christ My Door


Eternal life is yours my child

Christ’s hand and power too

Come now to me be reconciled

Receive The Morning Dew


Come drink my child receive true wealth

Receive The Kiss of Life

Come drink The Blood that leads to health

Be as a faithful wife


Your time has come life’s call is clear

Restored is all; but flaws

Forsake your doubts give Christ your fear

Let all I have be yours


Come swiftly child my word is true

My total wealth is free

Receive through Jesus birth anew

Then come to always be


Come out of where you are my child

Be wed to Christ my Son

Let wisdom reign cease running wild

Let you and I be one”.....

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Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013

Last Updated: Monday, August 26, 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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