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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Lord is calling from His throne

The Father’s heard our cry

He sees one’s grief,  who moan who groan

And when His children die

 

Our daily needs are plain to view

We cry but not in vain

Our Father loves to rescue

And heal our every pain

 

But Heaven’s ways are not as man’s

His thoughts are selfless love

In righteousness He thinks and plans

To lead His flock above

 

To us as mortal man He came  

A shepherd meek and mild

Was crucified to bear our shame

That we be reconciled

 

But who will Heaven’s Lamb believe?

Who’ll accept God’s Word?

Who through His blood, will life receive?

And practice what they’ve heard

 

Who’ll seek The Truth and change their ways

Will turn their thoughts above?

Cease senseless wars end petty frays

And walk The Path of Love

 

The bible’s here for every man

Guiding with love divine

But who will read salvation’s plan

And say The Truth is mine

 

Who’ll cease The Living God to fight?

Accept His Promise made

Who’ll turn from darkness to The Light?

And join life’s cavalcade…..?  


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Submitted: Friday, September 8, 2017

Last Updated: Monday, September 11, 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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