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Crying Stones
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Crying Stones

 

Just days before You chose to die

According to Your word

You said ‘The stones may one day cry

Your praises to be heard’

 

We’re crying Lord, both loud and clear

From hearts and souls within

I’m praising too I’m thanking here

For freeing me of sin

 

With joyful tears I’m crying out

Tingling from head to toe

I’ll sing Your praise I’ll dance and shout

How long and far I go

 

My pleasure Lord I can’t contain

Ecstatic in Your love

Not since the day You gave to reign

Your precious Holy Dove

 

The world should hearken to love’s cry

Should hear Your servant’s songs

Obey before more children die

And go where sin belongs

 

But You are God, Your Word is true

Your grace and love’s supreme

You want us all to eat with You

And drink from true life’s stream

 

But who will heed Your servants cry?

Repent and change their tune

With sinful souls seek Truth on high

To stop earth’s pending ruin

 

Lord hear my song my true refrain

With outstretched arm above

Knowing my cry is not in vain

Containing all my love..... 


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Submitted: Monday, April 11, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, April 11, 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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