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There's Much to See.
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       There's Much to See.  

If man would see the world at large

Would see the true report

Perhaps we’d see the one in charge

Is not the one who ought


We’d see much more with Christ as guide

If self would bend the knee

We’d feel convictive filth inside

Where truth would make us free


We’d see our neighbour, as we should

We’d see our heart of stone

We’d see the cross and Jesus’ blood

And know we’re not our own


We’d see the reason why we live

Why Jesus came and died

We’d see in life we’ve much to give

How much the devil’s lied


How truth he’s wrapped in veil and shroud

How twisted is our sight

How he seduces man and crowd

And rob us of God’s light


We’d see life’s journey plain and true

The crossing of the ways

We’d see what’s right what’s wrong to do

And how to live our days


We’d see the depths where countless fall

The heights in Christ to scale

The choice that’s free to one and all

Life’s crown to win or fail


It’s strange how truth we yet perceive

Heaven to understand

This life’s a trial, yet who’ll believe?

When not in Jesus’ hand.....

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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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