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By Michael P. Johnson
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Whilst fearing the foe by day

Still petrified at night

This selfish world lost and astray

Evades Salvation’s Light

 

She knows something’s gone sadly wrong

No child hers can win

Still, they persist to sing their song

Along the road of sin

 

They know of shame, its sinful root

They feel it deep inside

Yet still, they dance to Satan’s flute

With heads aloft in pride

 

They’ve heard of God of Jesus Christ

God’s Lamb on Calvary’s tree

But still, reject Him sacrificed

To set hell’s captives free

 

Foolish how souls still lost deny

Whilst plagued with lust they sing

“There is no hell no God on high

And no creation’s King”

 

They fail to see the devil’s hand

Their master’s gaping jaws

Swaying them from The Promised Land

Towards hell’s gaping doors

 

But God still promises freedom?

No one but Christ can save?

None but Jesus can lead them?

From death and fiery grave

 

Regardless of why they’re falling

Jesus still reigns in love

As Shepherd still He’s calling

God’s faithful flock above……


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Submitted: Friday, March 9, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, March 9, 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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