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Finders, Keepers
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Finders, Keepers

 

No longer can we act the fool

Nor play the devil’s clown

Hoping to be God’s chosen tool

And gain life’s precious crown

 

We’d live to see our Saviour’s face

We’ll learn to understand

Religion cannot earn a place

Within The Promised Land

 

By grace alone we win The Keys

Through God each victory’s won

When faithfully we bend our knees

To Christ His Lamb & Son

 

Man’s righteousness is Jesus Christ

Through Christ is one reborn

When life in Him we’ve sacrificed

Before one’s final dawn

 

Eternity of joyful peace

Magnificence supreme

Where glorious love will so increase

Beyond man’s wildest dream

 

Who but a fool would risk such loss?

Who from God’s Son would turn?

In sinful chains deny The Cross

Within hell’s flame to burn

 

Who but a fool would darkness crave?

Would Heaven’s Lamp deny?

Refuse their precious soul to save

Through He who’s standing by

 

He’s here for you He’s here for me

He’s here for yours and mine

The living God will heal and free

Through Christ His Lamb divine…..


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Submitted: Monday, April 25, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, April 25, 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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