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When Hell Comes Knocking
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By Michael P. Johnson
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When Hell Comes Knocking

 

If Jesus walks and talks with you

If Fire burns inside

If God has given Heaven’s Dew

Love has become your guide

 

Love; life’s power within one’s soul

Healing one’s eyes born blind

Within the heart making us whole

Causing a change of mind

 

The Holy Ghost, God gives to drink

To heal to help us grow

To teach, to walk, change how we think

And stand against the flow

 

When blizzards rage when tempests roar

When drought and famine reign

When hell comes knocking at the door

True love will bear the strain

 

Love’s our strength our touch from God

Our fortress strong and true

Life’s Counsellor God’s chastening Rod

And righter of the few

 

Praise God for all His goodness now

For blessings whilst we’re here

For power that makes the devil bow

And demons run in fear

 

What has a child of God to fear?

When grace has come to stay

When Jesus’ hand’s always near

To help us on the way

 

Thanks be to God, let praises ring

Thank Christ God’s Lamb and Son

Let blessing flow, let’s dance and sing

For all love’s victories won…..


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Submitted: Friday, April 1, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, April 1, 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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