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By Michael P. Johnson
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Let's seek for life whilst yet there’s time

Let’s learn our God to fear

Let’s put Him first our service prime

Whilst Christ still  is near


How soon Salvation’s Door may shut

How swiftly hope could cease

Life’s line to most would then be cut

But evil will increase


Foolishly, while the world turns blind

Religion’s running wild

Seeking to rob, change peoples mind

And kill those reconciled


The dragon’s loose, the beast is free

The jaws of hell gape wide

Blessed is the child whose eyes can see

To pray God’s Fire inside


On these God’s Light will surely rise

On these God’s Lamb will call

Truth will reveal demonic lies

And death’s foul chains will fall


He’ll graft them in The Living Vine

Give living Bread to eat

He’ll fill their cups with blood red Wine

And raise to God’s elite


Do not be fooled do not be scared

Beware to whom you turn

Trust in The One who’s always cared

Who always shows concern


Trust in The Christ His selfless love

The arms of God held wide

Obey The King enthroned above

Calling to rise inside…..

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Submitted: Thursday, November 30, 2017

Last Updated: Thursday, November 30, 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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