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Until I Come Again
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By Michael P. Johnson
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     “Until I Come Again”

“The world may scoff may wonder why

May squirm, may war and fight

Sceptics hold tight to Satan’s lie

While all need love and light


To Jesus Christ most eyes are blind

The deaf are lost and weak

The bride may try to reach mankind

Who still for darkness seek


The church must rise must try yet more

Her lamp must pierce the night

The captive soul must find life’s Door

The blind must gain true sight


Life’s race has many run and lost

Condemned to meet the sword

But still their dye’s not finally tossed

If Christ becomes their Lord


Though Satan’s job is to deceive

Though demons seek to roost

The greatest sceptic can believe

Once Christ is introduced


Impart God’s Truth as to a friend

Show all on earth you care –Lk.10:33-37

Invite the sinner’s knee to bend

Eternal life to share


Encourage those with fear and doubt

The faint share strength to stand

Help sheep that stray turn swift about

And take Salvation’s hand


Take up the plough attend the field

Prepare the crop for rain

Bring in the barn life’s precious yield

Until I come again”….. 

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Submitted: Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, December 11, 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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