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As Offerings Supreme
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By Michael P. Johnson
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As Offerings Supreme

 

Who’ll worship God should tend the poor?

Help others near and far

Lend hand a burden to endure

Regardless who they are

 

Who’ll worship God who’ll practice love?

A soul found hungry feed

Through gifts bestowed through Christ above

Help meet another’s need

 

True worship’s not through words alone

Nor deed to self commend

But touch a stranger’s heart of stone

To love them as a friend

 

Reach out toward the multitude

Encourage souls you greet

Commit as if in servitude

Serving The Lord’s elite

 

Reach out within the here and now

With all you can afford

Make known how blessed it is to bow

In service of The Lord

 

Our selves we need to give to Christ

One’s heart one’s soul one’s dream

Lay down completely sacrificed

As offering supreme

 

Only so is one’s life fulfilled

Spending it for others

Sharing till death all life has willed

As Jesus Christ His brothers

 

Will thus The Father not receive? 

Will Heaven not Rejoice?

Will not creation then believe?

We’ve heard The Master’s voice.....


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Submitted: Sunday, July 24, 2016

Last Updated: Sunday, July 24, 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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