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Leave Nought to Chance
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       Leave Nought to Chance

Seek out The Truth whilst Christ is near

Reach out as God has planned

For death can any time appear

And take us by the hand


“Too late” could be the tragic cry

For those at hell’s wide gate

For those today afraid to die

Who fear their endless fate


The time is now; The Truth to greet

Before His cloud’s return

When all but Christ is obsolete

And only fit to burn


To burn with sin, smoulder with shame

Eternally to grieve

Craving for death in any name

Yet never to receive


But who receive God’s Lamb as Lord

By grace can now rejoice

We’ll never see the judgement sword

Salvation’s now; our choice


Life’s gift is free to all the earth

The price has long been paid

Through death; Christ’s gift of second birth

Our days will never fade


Leave not to chance The Father’s grace

Make now; through Christ your plea

For when The Reaper shows his face

Time’s gone to bend the knee


The time’s right now, right here today

Seek Jesus whilst He’s near

With humble heart just kneel and pray

Then see how soon He’s here…..

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Submitted: Sunday, January 20, 2013

Last Updated: Sunday, January 20, 2013

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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