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Israel God's Chosen.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Now, where on earth is Israel?

Where is God’s Promised Land?

Why won’t they drink from true life’s Well   Isa.12:3

The facts to understand


God’s stiff-necked people of today    Ex.32:9 – Acts.7:51

Have still The Truth to learn

Till Jacob grasps Salvation’s Way     Ex.23:20 – Jn.14:6

At Jesus Christ’s return


Though Christians urge to make them wise

Again and yet again

Seeing their necks, their tight-closed eyes

They mostly toil in vain


With enemies all delighted

The blind lost world looks on

God’s promised remnant’s ignited

Aflame for Christ God’s Son


From the psalms and Zechariah             Ps.22:16- Zech.12:10

They see and comprehend

Lord Jesus is their Messiah

To whom man’s knees must bend         Phil.2:6-11


Receiving Jesus with arms out wide

The Holy Ghost within

Passion’s fervour they fail to hide

Seeking more souls to win


But still lingers life’s crucial fight

Whilst Jacob feels alone

Still unaware salvation’s might

Is life’s true Corner Stone                  1Pe.2:7


Awake, awake slumbering jewel

Cease your arduous fight

Humble your hearts, let Jesus’ rule

When time has reached its height…..

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Submitted: Thursday, September 27, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, September 28, 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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