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There's More To Love.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I thought I'd known of love before

I thought my feelings true

Till Heaven opened wide the door

And Jesus I felt You!

 

I thought the years had made me see

Had made me understand

Till Truth of Heaven set me free

And true love held my hand

 

Oh Lord sweet God who could have known?

What more, has man perceived?

Such power to melt a heart of stone

Through He, they have believed

 

Who can describe the great unknown?

Your secret things unfold

Where even spirits can but groan

Of what remains untold

 

And yet true love is realised

Within The Truth You give

Forever is immortalized

In Him through which we live

 

Why did I have to wait so long?

For love my God to thrive

For me to sing it's awesome song

And truly come alive

 

I pray more children would awake

Would quicken more these days

Till all the earth may feel the quake

And sing The Master’s praise

 

But until true love’s contagious

Until the world’s on fire

Live loving serving courageous

As those yet lost require.....


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Submitted: Monday, January 1, 2018

Last Updated: Monday, January 1, 2018

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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