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Born to Rise
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Born to Rise

 

Man’s flesh and bone is much impaired

Festering filth inside

Heading toward a place prepared

Beyond the great divide

 

We’ve heard about the journey’s end

The tales the scriptures tell

Without God’s Lamb as Lord and friend

One’s flesh will burn in hell

 

If God is true His Word is real

If wise we think to be

To God we quickly should appeal

Hoping our soul to free

 

Are you a fool, to close life’s gate?

So dull in sin to die

Should you today procrastinate?

While others rise on high

 

But me! By grace I’ve seen The Light

The Truth revealed first hand

Repentant through a heart contrite

I see The Promised Land

 

I see for man God’s plan laid bare

Where life has been restored

The glory Heaven has to share

For all who hail Christ Lord

 

I see the wickedness of man

The Father’s heart revealed

His love and His eternal plan

For those Christ’s stripes has healed

 

By faith; beyond the clouded skies

Ordained by grace above

Through Jesus’ blood I’m born to rise

Within the arms of love…..


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Submitted: Sunday, May 22, 2016

Last Updated: Sunday, May 22, 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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