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When, When, When?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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When, When, When?

 

When righteousness resides within

When sin takes swiftly flight

Salvation’s come and can begin

To shine His perfect Light

 

When faith takes captive every doubt

When hope conquers despair

Victory; one’s heart can sing and shout

For all the world to share

 

When truth inside is seen to reign

When darkness starts to fade

Through faith in Christ we’re born again

And all our debts are paid

 

When self is seen to fade and die

When love takes up the lead

We’re children of our God on high

Abraham’s faithful seed

 

When arrogance comes crumbling down

When pride is less then low

Humility wearing her crown

With modesty can grow

 

When spiritual souls begin to see

When children understand

Disobedience will cease to be

And Christ can rule as planned

 

When Christ becomes one’s first and last 

When charity’s all but rare

When evil deeds are of the past

God’s fruit is everywhere

 

Then Love will lead with grace one’s heart

With Christ before our eyes

We’ll meet, when death has played its part

To claim life’s utmost prize.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Last Updated: Wednesday, January 20, 2016

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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