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Who What How?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† † † †Who What How?††

How can the voice of God be heard?

How does one see Godís face?

Who can believe such things absurd?

And flee from deathís embrace

Who can reserve tomorrows dawn?

Remove the devilís stain?

What can we do to be reborn?

As kings to live and reign

What can achieve eternal peace?

Who can the grave survive?

Who from hellís fire can bring release?

Forever to live and thrive

How can we live while self we kill?

How can salvation be?

How can a man be living still

Who died upon a tree?

Manís full of doubts through Satanís lies

Though wisdomís close at hand

The truth thatís brought to foolish eyes

But few may understand

For this; we need belief in Christ

Godís Promise to us free

To trust The Lamb God sacrificed

Salvations word to see

We need Lifeís Fire to burn inside

Oneís heart and soul to change

The Holy Ghost as constant guide

Our lives to rearrange

Lifeís Light to enter through our doors

Our eyes The Truth to see

Refuse to live as Satanís whores

Once Jesus sets us free.....


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Submitted: Friday, August 2, 2013

Last Updated: Friday, August 2, 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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