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When God We Choose.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      When God we Choose.....

Who walks and lives content on earth?

However much we try

Even the few with second birth

Are often seen to cry


One’s flesh can never please the King

Though clean it as we may

However sweet the song we sing

However much we pray


We need our bodies filled with Light

With Heaven’s Holy Flame

Till word and deed within God’s sight

Brings glory to His name


With wisdom of Salvation’s cross

The strength we draw from high

True grace to suffer every loss

The strength for self to die


For die it must if God’s to give

Life’s Breath to hearts of stone

Self needs to die so Christ may live

Inside of flesh and bone


No selfishness will serve The Truth

No flesh of mortal man

Man’s wayward heart is so uncouth

We’d foul Salvation’s plan


But God can see the lives at stake

Through grace and selfless love

He gave Himself man’s soul to wake

To seek true life above


We’re not our own as some have thought

But Jesus’ chosen bride

When robes through faith by grace we’ve  bought

We’ll join our Groom inside..…

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Submitted: Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Last Updated: Tuesday, February 19, 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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