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Souls Speak, Hearts Conceive
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Souls Speak, Hearts Conceive


It never rains but that it pours

Hearts see fear and dread

To fools this life shuts tight its doors

Until the day they’re dead


Though aching souls cry night and day

Though eyes cry bitter tears

Yet few seek Christ life’s only Way

To vanquish all their fears


Though tongues may utter sweet remorse

Though hearts may seek release

The world walks blind the devil’s course

And finds thereby no peace


True peace is found on one small road

Upon a blood soaked hill

Where each can lay their heavy load

And drink of Truth their fill


But man’s so wise so full of pride

We choose the songs we sing

But while God’s Son is not inside

What will our harvest bring?


How can man know Salvation’s plan?

Why should He even care?

Why would God die to save a man?

Who fails to see He’s there


Though many seek ivory towers

Though few seek Christ above

The Father’s thoughts are not as ours

His righteous heart’s full love


Let wisdom seek The Higher ground

Be rid of worldly shame

Make sure in Christ you’re truly found

When judgement calls your name.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, July 14, 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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