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Jesus Did It All
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By Michael P. Johnson
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        Jesus did it all

In peace I walk life’s narrow road

I fear no more to die

Christ Jesus took the heavy load

That Satan had me buy


I thank The Lord for saving me

To buy of Heaven’s wares

Silver and gold virtuous free

Because He loves and cares


Life’s true treasure life’s living Seed

Perfect risen supreme

Lover of souls meeting each need

Beyond man’s wildest dream


Knowing not one would claim to bear

Life’s price we’d have to pay

Jesus came down God’s love to share

And teach to walk His Way


To meet the cost Christ chose to die

Impaled upon a tree

Though the price was terribly high

God paid for you and me


The bible says He did it all

So death would lose its sting

That who’ll believe who’ll heed the call

Will live with Christ their King


Who will repent who’ll turn about?

Who’ll now confess their shame?

Allow true faith consume their doubt

Will reap a brand new name


Believe and walk life’s one true Way

Heeding Salvation’s call

God’s precious blood still calls today

Christ Jesus did it all.....

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Submitted: Monday, February 27, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, February 28, 2012

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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