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The Call to Arms (2)
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Teh Call to Arms (2)

 

Power; is not from man himself

But through The Lord above

So let God’s children off the shelf

Allow them serve in love

 

We feel God’s strength from head to toe

So much, one fears to burst

We’ve such a burden now to go

To quench our neighbour’s thirst

 

If we can help but one or two

To find in Christ their crown

We know to this we’re born anew

Yet man would push us down

 

They say Lord God we need to wait

Until endued on high

But here we just procrastinate

While others out there die

 

They say Lord God we’ve too much pride

But this we truly doubt

It’s through The Spirit deep inside

We know we must go out

 

They say to go, would be in vain

We’ve nothing yet to give

We’re just to sit and feel the pain

For those who cannot live

 

We need; to go we really must

We have so much to tell

Before they turn once more to dust

And find eternal hell

 

If these few words now speak to you

You too; The Lord can send

To spread the news of life anew

So rise and shine my friend…..


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Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, November 10, 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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