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Whoever Comes
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By Michael P. Johnson
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                 Whoever Comes

 “Come as you are” The world was told

“Come taste The Truth and see”

Yet sheep are dying in the cold

Whom Jesus died to free


I see the churches far and wide

I hear the tales they tell

I know the things they try to hide

Leading to death and hell


There’s class distinction in the bride

Although I’ve taught it’s wrong

Causing a dark and great divide

Singing the devil’s song


Forming their groups of puffed up air

Their factions walk alone

They’re bound on the road to nowhere

With hearts so cold as stone


You all have sinned and fallen short

You all of Christ have need

Although you’ve heard my Son’s report

Although you’ve now my Seed


Love one another, Jesus told

I see your hearts from high

Bring all my sheep into the fold

Leave none of them to die


The arrogant walk with prideful mind

The scornful live deceived

So many die misplaced and blind

Because of lies believed


It matters not how sheep arrive

What burdens many bear

What clothes they wear what car they drive

When Jesus’ love you share..…

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Submitted: Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 28, 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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