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Thank God
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By Michael P. Johnson
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         Thank God

When times are lean with nought to share

When love is hard to find

Where cold nights reign with cupboards bare

Then God; is on the mind


But who gives praise when times are grand?

When God has seen us through

Who’s learned The Truth to understand?

That God remembers too


How oft we fail to thank the Lord

For all His kindness done

In love, vengeful He’ll turn His sword

Through Christ His faithful Son


Give thanks to God for large and small

For that lives on earth

From deep within, or not at all

Give praise for all you’re worth


Worthy is God of all our praise

For all His awesome deeds

Who serve The Truth throughout their days

Will find they have no needs


But yet the nations live in stress

Where harvest brings defeat

They need to turn so God can bless

With food for all to eat


Yet those who have; can ill afford

With belly’s full to sit

We need to pray through Christ as Lord

We need to do our bit


For things can change as times before

When God held back the rain

For who can tell if sin once more

Won’t change our; times again?.....

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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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