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How Many Fail.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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How many fail God’s Book to read?

How many sin and die?

How many fail to sew Life’s Seed

With Jesus! Rise on High

 

How rich! Is God’s every Word?

Each letter, comma dot

Disregarding what they’ve heard

Swiftly, complete forgot

 

Deceived lost souls failing to see

What’s happening today?

Gallivanting, watching TV

From youth, till old and grey

 

Praise God, when Truth! First knocked my door

Life’s Facts widened my eyes

When wisdom’s knowledge, made me sure

Not only devils tell lies

 

Political correctness rules

Though Jesus is divine

God’s Son’s been banned from public schools

Churches must toe man’s line

 

The Lord God knew it, ere the start

Knew you! As well as me

Knows every soul, one’s sinful heart

Willing to set us free

 

But who now will, who’ll seek His face?

Bow at Salvation’s Feet?

Receive forgiveness, Love’s precious Grace

In Jesus Christ complete

 

“Here am I Lord, please take my hand

Allow me, rise above

Completely blessed, with You  to stand

Eternally in Love”.....


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Submitted: Sunday, July 1, 2018

Last Updated: Monday, July 2, 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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