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Come to the Potter
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Come to the Potter

Excellence is Jehovah’s plan

So He Himself created man

Till deviously the devil came

Deceiving man to acts of shame

 

If Christ came now to you and I

He’d show us how to rise on high

But as it is we sit and wait

Tomorrow; could be far too late

 

The Gentile time is soon to end

On Jesus Christ we can depend

He knows exactly what to do

He needs no help from me and you

 

For man to God is just like clay

Allow The Potter have His Way

We know in truth we need repair

Open your heart He’s waiting there

 

The Potter’s hand is safe and sure

His precious work will all endure

With love with grace upon the wheel

He’ll place on us again life’s Seal

 

Restoring each faultless in sight

Filling us with radiant Light

He’ll cause us pass The Potter’s Flame

Proving flaws beyond reclaim

 

Through fiery trials when all is done

The Potter gives us to His Son

Priceless unique always we’ll stay

Who can believe we once were clay?

 

Receive through Christ with perfect love

A crown of gold for life above

Ornately dressed in Fire & Light

Let faith pronounce The Potter right…..


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Submitted: Saturday, October 27, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, October 27, 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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