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Though Old and Grey
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Though Old and Grey



This world’s in such a dreadful state

Her children live and die

Blindly walking through hells wide gate

And never knowing why


At wisdom’s dawn, though old and grey

Though frail before the grave

Pray Jesus come to show The Way

A crying soul’s to save


Pay heed to what The Spirit speaks

Obey each royal command

For safe is he who Jesus seeks

And taken in His hand


The hand that made the world we see

The universe entire

Gives life brings death sets sinners free

Or burn within hell’s fire


Lust not for silver, not for gold

Palace nor precious jewel

Seek rather that which can’t be sold

And live unlike a fool


Seek not man’s praise nor lust for fame

Beware of those who do

Many have fallen foul to shame

And end like springtime dew


Though friends would flood your mind with doubt

Neighbours would lead astray

Decline in love to turn about

Walking The Narrow Way


Allow no devil detain you

Nor sin keep tightly bound

Let Heaven change your worldly view

And lead to higher ground.....

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Submitted: Sunday, December 4, 2016

Last Updated: Sunday, December 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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