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Heaven's Waiting
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By Michael P. Johnson
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While Heaven calls to come inside

The Father’s sheep astray

The jaws of hell are gaping wide

And lions prowl for prey

 

We’ve all a choice to life or death

To Jesus’ arms or fire

We’re free until one’s final breath

To choose our heart’s desire

 

While most of us walk selfish ways

Living a life of shame

A few to Heaven fix their gaze

And call on Jesus’ name

 

Obscurity demands its fill

While disobedience thrives

Too few seek out The Father’s will

To save their precious lives

 

God loves us all and hates to see

The death of one sole child

He wants us live He wants us be

Through Jesus reconciled

 

The time to change is at its height

To know and feel God’s love

His Light has come to end the night

As promised from above

 

Best not to knock the devil’s door

Or if he knocks on yours

Be not to God a shameful whore

Gathering stinking sores

 

Take good advice let wisdom rule

Let Jesus come to reign

Refuse to be the devil’s tool

Don’t play his fool again..... 


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Submitted: Sunday, August 7, 2016

Last Updated: Sunday, August 7, 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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