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Like Winter Snow
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † Like Winter Snow

Like autumn leaves like summer rose

Like gloom, when children sing

As one arrives, another goes

Just like the frost in spring

Jacobís dawn will soon be here

The Vine will thrive and grow

The Gentileís day will disappear

Just like the winter snow

God knows alone what time remains

For children lost on earth

The bride writhes much with labour pains

Finding it hard to birth

Till she herself has been reborn

The Gentile time wonít cease

Her glory day will never dawn

To bring her endless peace

The bible tells us what to do

Godís Word both truth and guide

The Lord shows how His chosen few

Can bring lost souls inside

Christís virgin bride, must bring them in

Must venture in the street ĖMt.22:9

Bring forth the sick, those bound in sin

To sit at Jesusí feet

Some may, or may not understand

Others may mock and doubt

Not few who lax in Jesusí hand

May find Heís spit them out ĖRev.3:16

Godís fields are ripe with golden wheat

With harvest at the door

Christ bride must rise from pew and seat

With fruit to fill Godís Store ..Ö


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Submitted: Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, December 5, 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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