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Will You?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Will You?

 

Who considers the day they’ll die?

Who lives in dread and fear?

Who ponders how and wonders why

The reason we are here

 

Who’ll convey hope on bended knee?

True faith within one’s breast

Seek via The Way to victory

For sweet eternal rest

 

Who’ll spend a while at Jesus’ Cross?

A lifetime at His feet

Who’ll bear The Truth in spite of cost?

Love our God complete

 

Who’ll lay aside a steed of white?

For donkey crude and grey

Help blind lepers throughout their night?

And show the lost The Way

 

Who’ll place upon The Wind such hope?

Upon The Truth as guide

Ever within this world to cope

Through Heaven’s Dove inside

 

Who’ll smile against each stormy blast?

Who’ll fight the devil’s hoard?

Who’ll place Christ Jesus first and last?

And hailing Him as Lord

 

Who’ll place in Christ their faith and trust?

Their life in Jesus hand

To rise when flesh turns into dust

And dwell The Promised Land

 

Say yes sweet soul to all these things

Say yes to Heaven’s grace

Say yes until on eagle wings

You see our Saviour’s face.....


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Submitted: Saturday, August 27, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, August 27, 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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