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Creation In Tears.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Many a church may close their gate

While ancient chapels die

Yet groups in houses escalate

Seeking God’s face on high

 

Intimate, with The living Christ

Constant within His sight

Knowing why Christ was sacrificed

So they could walk in Light

 

Houses of praise of souls in prayer

Green twigs within The Vine

Growing in branches everywhere

Bearing the sweetest wine

 

Serving their Saviour night and day

Walking as saints before

Learning to live that same Old Way

Toward The Father’s door

 

Faithful to One they’ve yet to see

Patient through grace and love

Living in hope of things to be

Whilst on His Path above

 

Anointed by nail pierced hands

Alive through second birth

Given by grace each understands

To spread the news on earth

 

Heaven reveals The Truth to man

Of Jesus’ life and death

Concealed and veiled ere time began

Through groups with Heaven’s Breath

 

Through groups in houses great and small

United in one goal

Loving obeying Heaven’s call

Saving the sinful soul……


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Submitted: Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Last Updated: Wednesday, February 22, 2017

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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