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By Michael P. Johnson
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From Jesus, I’d rather have a smack

Punishment till I cry

Knowing He’d never watch me lack

Seeing, without Him die


Than turn, away from Christ my face

Refuse to take His hand

Earn the devil’s warmest embrace

Building my house on sand


I’d rather live, lifelong poor

On daily bread and water

Chastisement, shocking, pain endure

Serving a beggar’s daughter


Seeking no wealth, power, nor thrill

On dainty fair to feed

Regardless, what from me He will

Jesus is all I need


He is The One who’ll make me whole

Life’s Watchman, night and day

Protector of my precious soul

Life’s crutch and Heaven’s Way


Perfect, righteous, on every level

Loving, graceful, to fault

What have I do with a devil?

Not worth a grain, of salt


It’s he; that wants the soul from me!

To burn with him in hell

While Jesus wants to keep me free

With endless as well


Who’d be senseless beyond compare?

Perfect love to sever

Reject Heaven, God’s wealth to share

In hell; to burn forever…..

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Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2018

Last Updated: Saturday, August 25, 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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