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It's Hard.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † † † † It's Hard.....†

Itís not that hard to see whoís blind

Where faith is less than low

Where Satan clouds a personís mind

Through seed his demons sow

Itís not that hard to see whoís dumb

Who lend The Truth no ear

Who hear of hell of things to come

But show no earthly fear

Itís not too hard to see just why

The world seeks every thrill

To see the reason why they die

Who neighbours seek to kill

Itís not to hard to see them fail

Searching for selfish gain

Who steal who cheat who land in jail

Where chains their lives restrain

But where itís hard; is deep inside

Between the bone and nerve

To rid oneself of foolish pride

And find the will to serve

Itís hard to watch the world go by

Our wayward self to give

Itís hard to feel self slowly die

Through Christ Godís Son to live

Itís hard a soul for God to win

Cause neighbours and friends to see

To bring the lost and prisoner in

For Christ to set them free

Itís hard to live without The Lord

Watching all others grow

Knowing itís they whoíll flee The Sword

When you are down below.....


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Submitted: Friday, August 30, 2013

Last Updated: Friday, August 30, 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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