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By Michael P. Johnson
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         Agree she must!!!

Blasphemed is Christ God’s chosen Lamb

By some who wear the frock!

They serve their lies to mortal man –2Cor.4:2

But God they cannot mock –Gal.6:7


Take self, the bible in your hand –Ac.17:11

Read well The Truth you see

What Jesus gives to understand

Your church may not agree


She must agree God’s Word is true Am.3:3

Christ chose to die on earth           1Co.1:23

Rising again to reign anew            1Th.4:14

As first with second birth                Ro.8:29


She must; accept a virgin maid –Lk.1:34-35

Gave birth to Christ The King –Lk.1:33

That she, one day with ransom paid –Lk.1:47

His praises too may sing


She must agree, He took no wife

He sowed no seed to sin –Isa.53:8

So pure and clean was Jesus’ life –Jn.8:46

The devil failed to win –Jn.14:30


The bible says it crystal clear

God’s truth to us imparts –Gal.1:19

To seek The Lord whilst still He’s near –Isa.55:6

To come within our hearts –2Cor.1:22


So when by grace, The Truth’s received

When churches don’t agree

Consider whom you’ve well believed –2Ti.1:12

Who gives you life’s decree –2Cor.6:17


Consider too; another place –Isa.52:11

Where one can worship free

Where in The Lord, The Father’s face

Through faith one day you’ll see –Rev.22:4…..

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Submitted: Friday, December 7, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, December 7, 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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