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I Dreamed a Dream
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I Dreamed a Dream

 

I dreamed a dream of deep despair

Of anguish hell and death

What disobedience has to share?

Beyond one’s final breath

 

I saw the devil reigns today

That death still wears a crown

That doubt still leads the blind astray

And pulls life’s Kingdom down

 

I saw the pit of endless flame

Suffering souls galore

I saw them crying loud God’s name

To open Heaven’s door

 

I saw both sides of Paradise

I saw when people die

I saw the tears in Jesus’ eyes

And heard His woeful sigh

 

’Twas then I heard the voice above

“Go forth my child and tell

Reveal the facts of Jesus’ love

Help save my sheep from hell

 

Shine forth in love Salvation’s Light

Let disobedience hear

Make known the gospel giving sight

Comfort those who fear

 

Go north go south go east go west 

On mountain top and dale

Invite the lost into my rest

Through He who cannot fail 

 

Did Christ not die to set them free?

Did I not call your name?

Wake up! Now help your neighbours see

The destiny of shame….. 


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Submitted: Saturday, April 23, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, April 23, 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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