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Toys No More
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By Michael P. Johnson
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            Toys No More

Man's downfall is the devil's aim

Since Adam disobeyed

Though Jesus came to bear man's shame

And restitution made

 

Yet still the devil thinks us fools

This fact is nothing new

In many lands he reigns and rules

And persecutes the few

 

God's Spirit comforts Jesus' bride

As Councillor and friend

He'll feed and teach He'll love and guide

Toward the devil's end

 

For Satan's brood is clearly seen

Their filthy deeds are plain

Opposing Jesus' chosen queen

Each child who's born again

 

While tares will act as golden wheat

Deceived, bound fast through lies

Walking living in gross defeat

Behind a church disguise

 

Light thrives on what The Lord would give

Though darkness thinks it dumb

While by God's grace true love will live

Until the reapers come

 

The bride grows wise to Satan's ploys

However chic or fine

No more are we his dancing toys

Made drunk on tampered wine

 

In God's employ we're sober now

We're free of Satan's charms

To Christ God's Lamb alone we'll bow

Within Salvation's arms'....Michael P. Johnson


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Submitted: Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Last Updated: Thursday, November 9, 2017

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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