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He'll Certainly Call.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      He'll Certainly Call.....

A rendezvous but few would seek

But few would know the date

Most hesitate his name to speak

The very thought they hate


To hovels, mansions, palaces tall

From rich to poorest mite

Certainly death will one day call

And life will take its flight


Fingers extend beyond the mist

Their vice like grip we’ll feel

We’ll know from death we’re finally kissed

When knowing God is real


None can escape death’s gaping jaws

The grave of flesh and bone

But God gives hope to Heaven’s Doors

For hearts no longer Stone


Beneath The Stone paving The Way!

Through grace to life and love

The Stone taking man’s form of clay

For building high above


For though death’s dawn draws ever nigh

Although its course is sure

Although we’re all ordained to die

In Christ; God sends The Cure


What fool would cast this Cure aside?

What fool his life would hate?

Who would reject God’s Son as Guide?

To walk through Heaven’s Gate


We need to flee whilst yet there’s time

Whilst Christ is still at hand

We must repent from lives of crime

To walk The Promised Land…..

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Submitted: Thursday, March 7, 2013

Last Updated: Thursday, March 7, 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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