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By Michael P. Johnson
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               No

In life, we need to make a choice

Each day that breaks anew

To heed The Holy Spirit’s voice

Or do as others do

 

It’s hard to tell from day to day

What Satan has in store?

Which ploy would keep the foe at bay?

Which tactic, win the war?

 

The devil gives us seldom peace

So oft there’s none at all

Until the end, he’ll never cease

He’ll tempt to make us fall

 

Most battles rage within the mind

The rest where weakness; reigns

Where Satan tries to keep us blind

With fetters, bonds and chains

 

Thus burdened, makes it hard to fight

But Christ can set us free

To climb the hill to gain the height

From which true servants see

 

We need to see the devil’s weak

The Truth, to make us grow

To find in Christ the strength we seek

To tell the devil “NO”

 

Each “NO” will cut him like a knife

Each “NO”, will cause defeat

Each “NO”, will bring The Tree Of Life

Closer for us to eat

 

Till then, the fight for life goes on

Till then, there’s toil and stress

Till then, with “NO”, the war is won

Till then, to Christ say, “YES” .....


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Submitted: Sunday, December 2, 2012

Last Updated: Monday, December 3, 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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