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Don't Work for Satan
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Weíre saved by grace, through Godís own blood

Godís Spirit makes us strong

We try to live the way we should

Yet much can still go wrong

Where hate resides in place of love

The devilís work is done

Our deeds oppose Godís will above

And that of Christ His Son

We harm a brother just as Cain

The Lord our God is grieved

The devilís workís yet done again

Once more; weíve been deceived

With lust; we greet our neighbourís wife

With Satanís deep desire

His will can so destroy oneís life

To end within hellís fire

Heís out to kill, deceive and rob

To tempt the faithful few

Yet still we ease for him his job

Through every sin we do

This work must cease! Lifeís not a game

We must repent and fight

Take up the sword in Jesusí name

When Satan prowls in sight

ĎResist the foe and he shall fleeí

This statementís more than true

Trust in The Lord, stand firm and see

The devil slink from view

We need not suffer Adamís fate

Making the same mistake

Obey! The Lord, before too late

Or burn in Satanís lake.....

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Submitted: Monday, July 18, 2011

Last Updated: Monday, July 18, 2011

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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