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It's Not the Crowd
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      It’s not the crowd

One’s sinful heart dying in shame

Condemns the precious soul

Though Jesus died to take the blame

To save and make us whole

 

Love’s holiness, God’s gentle force

Convicts the heart of sin

Peaceful bringing swaying remorse

That changes lives within

 

But still a crowd we seek for peace

Instead of Christ above

Believing more will bring release

And give us strength and love

 

Yet who can fool with life today

Thinking they understand

Calmly despise the cross and say

I’m safe in Jesus’ hand

 

This life we live is not our own

But Jesus’ Christ God’s Son

He bought it when He died alone

His Father’s will be done

 

Of any crowd we should beware

Not seldom are they wrong

Many choosing with them to share    

Have sung their final song

 

In crowds can dwell such evil deeds

Can house so much debris

We cannot eat demonic weeds

Eternal life to see

 

Resist the crowd, let wisdom reign

In Jesus place your trust

Along in Christ we’ll live again

When crowds return to dust.....


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Submitted: Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, March 8, 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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