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It's Christ Alone
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By Michael P. Johnson
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It's Christ Alone


Some preach The Christ of virgin birth

Some speak of man’s lost crown

Some teach why Jesus walked the earth

Whilst others write it down


Some learn of Christ some know He’s real

Some know He’s set them free

Some touch the sick and see them heal

And watch when blind eyes see


From mountains high through valleys deep

Across the mighty sea

Christ calls to children fast asleep

From Satan’s ways to flee


Christ calls to wander far and wide

Christ calls to you and I

Though some of us would rather hide

Confused and somewhat shy


We’re called to teach along life’s road

To preach just down the street

We’re called to bear a brothers load

Help stranger’s whom we meet


We’re called to serve The Father’s plan

Serve Jesus Christ God’s Son

We’re called to show it’s not by man

That all these things are done


It’s not a church that one should boast

Nor those at Jesus’ feet

Its power of Heaven’s Holy Ghost

That makes these things complete


It’s Christ; who helps us when we fail

Who melts one’s heart of stone

Who heals, saves, removes the veil

It’s Christ and Christ alone.....

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Submitted: Monday, December 8, 2014

Last Updated: Monday, December 8, 2014

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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