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Life's Hidden Rewards
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Life's Hidden Rewards

 

When heart and soul we lay Christ down

When faithfully believed

Life’s precious jewels eternal crown

Are inwardly received

 

Invisible to unsaved eyes

To souls redeemed unknown

Exposes He alone who’s wise

Reigning on Heaven’s throne

 

Our just rewards in Christ are found

In whom we’re more than blessed

Secretly veiled on hallowed ground

Until life’s day of rest

 

We live, one’s self The Lord to give

Because of grace received

Living to serve, living to live

With Christ our King above

 

Regardless pain, how high the cost

Of place to rest our head

We help the weak we find the lost

And raise the walking dead

 

It’s not by power nor by might

That anyone should boast

But through the council through The Light

Of God; The Holy Ghost

 

Thus sanctified as Jesus’ queen

We train our ears on high

We lift our eyes to that unseen

And cease to wonder why

 

Wisdom teaches to understand

Obedience makes us true

Standing as one in Jesus’ hand

We’ll reap the harvest due.....


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Submitted: Monday, October 12, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, October 12, 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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