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But I'm
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By Michael P. Johnson
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        But I'm Out There

“They sit in churches far and wide

They search for life above

They seek The Truth, but I’m outside

Performing works of love


I see the need of every child

I know and hear each cry

Complacence though is running wild

And so my children die


The earth is mine, and all within

The church is but a part

Go heal the sick those lost to sin

If Love is in your heart


Go show the world you really care

Reveal that I’m alive

Make known the promise that you share

So they like you may thrive


You’ve sampled free Salvation’s Spring

Received my precious Dew

The Truth should rise on eagle’s wing

Not hide within a pew


The thirsty world will soon be quenched

Through you; my love I’ll give

When then from death a child is wrenched

Through you they’ll know I live


With you they’ll enter Heaven’s doors

If you my child take heed

You’ll take these words and make them yours

You’ll take your Father’s Seed


Take up in Christ the living plough

Hold fast for all you’re worth

Plant deep my Word revealing how

The Truth can save the earth…..

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Submitted: Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, December 18, 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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