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Is Jesus Real?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Is Jesus Real?

 

How deaf has grown our human race?

How blind are those not free?

Who can describe God’s saving grace?

To those who cannot see

 

Who can portray God’s wondrous gift?

Purchased through sinless blood

Power from death one’s soul to lift

And live the way we should?

 

Who can explain the victor’s share?

The treasures laid aside?

The house God promised to prepare?

For Jesus’ faithful bride

 

How can man righteousness achieve?

How can one combat sin?

What must be done that we believe?

Life’s golden crown to win

 

The answer lies within our hearts

Within each secret thought

Within the soul where truth imparts

The wealth of Christ’s report

 

Do you believe all Jesus told?

Accept He’s Christ The Lord?

Are you a sheep within His fold?

Fleeing the reaper’s sword

 

Questions in life one’s soul must face

Questions we can’t deny

Answers can lead to saving grace

Or hell the day we die

 

Unless we see that Christ is real

Through faith The Truth is known

We can’t receives The Father’s Seal

For Christ to call His own.....


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Submitted: Friday, July 17, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, July 17, 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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