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Sin's Destination
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Sin's Destination

 

Is stealing pennies wayward sin?

Does God see murder worse?

Can liars hope life’s crown to win

Escaping Heaven’s curse?

 

What makes the act of stealing wrong?

What curse can lying bring?

Could such be not the devil’s song?

We to our neighbours sing

 

To love our neighbour’s not a choice

But God’s command on high

Did not five thousand hear Love’s voice?

Before He came to die

 

So we who walk the devil’s path

Drive nails in Jesus hands

Igniting thus The Father’s wrath

To scorch rebellious lands

 

Regardless of each cunning disguise

However sweet it’s smell

However good we tell our lies

Sin’s destination’s hell

 

So now it can be no surprise

If God would close life’s gates

For sin is sin within His eyes

And sin we know He hates

 

Yet God; The King of endless love

Our Lord enthroned in flame

Invites through Christ each child above

Who’ll turn away from shame

 

Best seek The Lord whilst yet there’s time

Show neighbours love and care

Turn now your back to wanton crime

So grace will be your share..... 


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Submitted: Saturday, June 4, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, June 4, 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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