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Always the Same..
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Always the Same

 

If Christ as Lord we can't confess

If Heaven's not one’s goal

Errant; the heart's festooned with stress

And danger plagues one's soul

 

How quickly wealth becomes one's share

When life is less than sweet

How slow we are to come in prayer

Or sit at Jesus' feet

 

Yet after all is said and done

As flesh returns to clay

The Lord of life God's Lamb and Son

Will still His love display

 

When sick; how quickly knees can bend

How oft we kneel and pray

Than once again God’s no more friend

Once healing comes to stay

 

How swift wallets may have no zips

When needs are on the street

Silver and gold can seal one's lips

When joy is not complete

 

The joy that comes through Jesus Christ

The living God on high

When all to Him we've sacrificed

When to ourselves we die

 

Great fortunes come, vast fortunes go

Man's pride turns oft to shame

While warm spring rains devour snow

Still God remains the same

 

Quick is His love with love's reward

Quick when a soul's to win

Righteous He’ll wield His judgement sword

On those who've died in sin.....


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Submitted: Saturday, February 20, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, February 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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