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God's Holy Nation
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By Michael P. Johnson
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God's Holy Nation

To God and life we close our doors
Lusting for selfish gain
Through sickness death and constant wars
The world writhes round in pain

Through Jesus though we can be freed
Combined throughout the earth
Loving serving planting Life's Seed
Leading to second birth

Who'd then; not praise The Maker's name?
When brought in one accord
When all in faith believe the same?
When Christ is truly Lord?

If man could see we're all one race
Consider then the shame
If we don't come to take our place
As one in Jesus' name

We each must drop our I's and Me's
See all mankind as kin
Seek God as one! On bended knees
Regardless of our skin

To feel each other's warm embrace
One's arms should open wide
Not see the colour of a face
Before we bid inside

As one in Christ we must unite
Drink deep of Heaven's Flow
In love stand true through every fight
Against the common foe

From darkest black to palest white
All colour shades between
God welcomes ALL with great delight
To rise as Jesus' queen.....Michael P. Johnson


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Submitted: Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Last Updated: Thursday, November 9, 2017

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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