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By Michael P. Johnson
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    Which is your Door.

The world’s absorbed in endless strife

Which way should one pursue?

There is a Door to endless life

But death has got one too

 

Now these doors live; with ear and voice

They’re calling night and day

To man it’s free to make his choice

To which he’ll pave the way

 

The door to death is wide and tall

Through sin, we have the key

Behind, we hear the devil’s call

“Come in the way is free”

 

It’s top and sides are sin and shame

It’s hinged with selfish pride

Disobedience, is the name

That calls to walk inside

 

The Door to life’s a cross of wood

So narrow plain and small

The frame of which festooned with blood

Cries out to one and all

 

There’s many ways to Satan’s layer

To God, there leads but one

The way to life, we find through prayer

Through grace and through God’s Son

 

Through Jesus Christ The Door to life

God’s Lamb, life’s narrow Way

The Way to end man’s foolish strife

And endless peace today

 

Who find themselves in Satan’s layer

Yet seek life’s Way to flight

They need but now to kneel in prayer

For God to send His Light..... 


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Submitted: Monday, December 24, 2012

Last Updated: Monday, December 24, 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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