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Hope at the Cross
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Hope at the Cross

 

This world’s become the devil’s whore

With offspring of despair

Deceived; they close to light their door

Refusing truth to share

 

But Jesus has a word to say

With power much unknown

With love to show His flock The Way

And heal one’s heart of stone

 

The war is on the choice is free

Whichever side we’ll fight

To whom we choose to bend our knee

Darkness or radiant Light

 

Satan would have one’s mouth be still

One’s ears no longer hear

Sending his rebels out to kill

And flood one’s heart with fear

 

There is no ploy he wouldn’t use

No tactic too obscene

No holy law he’d not abuse

To capture Jesus’ queen

 

On gross deceit his army thrives

With lies they’ll forge their way

With doubt, hate with spiritual knives

They’ll seek to win the day

 

Casualties bearing filthy stains

Victims festooned with dross

Prisoners bound with self made chains

Cry out beneath The Cross

 

Will Heaven turn a blinded eye?

Will Jesus turn His face?

Was not for these Christ chose to die?

Then rise to save by grace. ….


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Submitted: Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, July 30, 2018

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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