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When Jesus' church
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By Michael P. Johnson
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When Jesus’ church

The devil comes to cheat and kill

To rob whom God would call

Deceiving them on Zion hill

In hope to make them fall


So God reveals to flesh and bone

Life’s secrets old and new

The Truth is not the bride’s alone

The world must know it too              Mt.28:19


We bow our heads in deep despair

We’ve heard Salvation’s call

While life eternal few yet share

Like flies God’s children fall


We wander still like docile sheep

Play church and act the fool

The Father’s will we fail to keep

 While breaking every rule


We say we’re saved, we’re Heaven bound

We’re clean, in Jesus free

Yet with God’s light we sit around

Though most on earth can’t see


We know The Truth of Calvary’s cross

Why Jesus chose to die

Yet through His blood, though free of dross

We live the devil’s lie


Life’s Seed should not be sown in vain

The church should stand and fight

She needs to sow, that Christ can reign

When man’s received his sight


When countless rise and join The Vine

When cynics, have believed

And when as one, God’s churches shine

This goal will be achieved......

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Submitted: Sunday, March 11, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, March 11, 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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