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Do We Even Bother.....?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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     Do We Even Bother.....?

If one to Christ we bend their knee

When Jesus’ blood we trust

Eternal life is ours for free

Whilst others turn to dust

 

But who this side of death and grave

This side of life’s divide

Will bother God their soul to save

By asking Christ inside

 

Instead to sin, our praise we sing

We choose Satanic ways

We see the devil as our king

And turn to filth our gaze

 

Rejecting God, Christ’s gospel new

Rejecting Heaven’s Door

We drink with lust demonic brew

And live as Satan’s whore

 

Our nakedness we flaunt at will

Our shame stinks Heaven high

We seek our selfish cups to fill

And wonder why we die

 

But when we sit a moment still

If thoughts would turn inside

Our wayward self we’d seek to kill

We’d end our foolish pride

 

We’d seek to flee the pending wrath

Deny the devil’s charms

We’d turn from Satan’s evil path

And seek Salvation’s arms    

 

We’ll seek The Truth in fervent prayer

We’ll end our deeds of shame

We’ll seek The Lord, His love to share 

We’ll end our foolish game.....


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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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