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Is It Gold We Seek
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Is It Gold We Seek


For passing fortunes round the earth

We’ll run and seek in vain

While through God’s Lamb a second birth

Gives treasures that remain


Still who gives thought of their tomorrow?

Now today; life can be

Freeing self of hell’s due sorrow

Heaven bound clean and free


Joining He forsaking treasure

Leaving crown and everything

Choosing death at God’s great pleasure

Endless life for man to bring


Truth of Jesus’ wondrous story

Facts of Christ’s awesome plan

Laying aside divine Glory

God on earth walked as man


Ever humble ever sharing

Up and down troubled roads

Always loving always caring

Helping others bear their loads


Day by day the cross drew nearer

Crowned with thorns Christ would be

Would the sight of man be clearer?

Nailing Jesus on the tree


Amidst the cheers laughter sounding

Life’s decided at the cross

Seeing God’s Lamb, for us drowning

Steeped in sin and shameful dross


Consider well these truths of Jesus

On solid ground, or shifting sands

Although this world may never please us

In the next God’s Promise stands.....

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Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, March 23, 2015

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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