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When Sin Comes In.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Going to church for quite a while

With hunger, scriptural thirst

Willing, walking, that extra mile

Placing redemption first

 

Genesis, to Revelation

Alpha Omega true

Loving this world’s every nation

Salvation, to pursue

 

First weeks, months, now years have passed by

With Heaven as my goal

Until the day I wished to die

Anxious for my soul

 

How terrible, when sin takes hold

Darkness comes like a flood

Fouling self! As with toxic mould

Like Hell’s infested mud

 

I’m writing this, explaining why

Lost souls have need to know

Searching within, Jesus, on high

Teaches LIFE’S WAY to go

 

Who or what, do you love the most?

What’s your main desire?

Be born-again in Jesus’ Ghost

With heartfelt burning FIRE!

 

Look at your church, if TRUTH’S within

If facts are taught inside

If life eternal one can win

As Heaven’s Promised bride

 

Think of Christ Jesus, Golgotha Hill

That rugged blood-soaked tree

Is what you’re doing, Heaven’s will?

GOD’S FACE, my friend, you’ll see…..


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Submitted: Wednesday, October 24, 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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