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True Preachers & Grabbers.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Two thousand years there’s been, Preachers

Spreading God’s Truth everywhere

Such God fearing bible teachers

Had blessing always to share

 

Faithful Preachers are still today

Teachers, as were before

Wholehearted, showing God’s Way

Shaking hands at the door

 

Where are converts, where are God’s sheep

Why aren’t prayers bringing in?

Golden ripe fields, ready to reap

Hoping Life’s Crowns to win

 

Political Correctness rules

To Truthful Facts man’s blind

Who observes the devil’s tools?

Deceiving lost mankind

 

So here comes the present woe

Pickpockets, disguised so well

Joyful, smiling, where’re they go

How can churchgoers tell?

 

Yet many on TV are grabbers

Taking all they can get

Pretend they’re not jibber-jabbers

Without one moment’s regret

 

Preaching gospels, singing their song            

Bible passage, they’ll spout

Believers may think nothing’s wrong

While seeing true souls walking out

 

Political Correctness rules

To Truthful Facts man’s blind

Who can see the devil’s tools?

Deceiving lost mankind.....


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Submitted: Monday, October 22, 2018

Last Updated: Wednesday, October 24, 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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