WordChimes poetry chimes
Chime Of The Day
Poetry Chimes
Newest Poems
Featured Poet
Poet Chimers
Child Chimes
Blog
Chime Links
ENC--Class of '55
WordChimes Founder Quentin Clingerman
Contact Us
 
 
 

Spend All To Have.....
Viewed Last 24 Hours: 0 time

By Michael P. Johnson
Other Poems by Michael P. Johnson


To find to have to hold to eat

To drink to thirst no more

So is Truth at The Master’s feet

This side of Heaven’s Door

 

Who can stop time, turn surging tides?

Make stormy seas as lakes

Jesus can this and more besides

Where dormant man awakes

 

Love tangible, grace physical

Where doubt has departed

He’s God! Man, perfect spiritual

Revealed and imparted

 

When, how, can the mortal eye see?

Such miraculous bliss

Where is it from, how can it be

Divinity as this

 

Many believe such is absurd

Doubting the facts above

But not who’ve seen truly have heard

Who’ve felt such awesome love

 

The living Christ God’s Lamb who died

Who rose that others live

That selfless love be multiplied

Through He! He’ll freely give

 

The Counsellor! The Holy Ghost

The Promised One within

Who Jesus sends His chosen host

To guide and combat sin

 

Through faith in God in Christ His Son

Receive what none can buy

So is The Dove of Heaven won

By those en route on high.....


Timely Comments on this Poem

No comments currently exist for this poem.

Submit Your Comment

(will be kept private)
Comment:



Please enter the code above into the box below:


Submitted: Sunday, January 21, 2018

Last Updated: Sunday, January 21, 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.


Other Poems by Michael P. Johnson

Currently Playing:


[Add Your Poem]

[Chime Of The Day] [Poetry Chimes] [New Chimes] [Poet Chimers] [Blog] [Chime Links] [ENC--Class of '55] [Home]