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The Bell Ringers
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By Michael P. Johnson
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the Bell Ringers

 

We live with death walking with fear

Down Satan’s road to hell

Who can help the lost whilst here?

Who lives to ring the bell?

 

The bell to sound the world alarm

To ring both night and day

To ring and warn of Satan’s charm

Bewildered sheep astray

 

There is a few The Truth Have seen

Who’ve heard and see The Light

A few in turn who intervene

Putting the foe the flight

 

They live and love The Truth to tell

Their Light has come to stay

So now they ring the freedom bell

Announcing Heaven’s Way

           

The Way to rest The Way to peace

The Way to joy and love

The Way where life will never cease

The Way to God above

 

But who will hear The Truth they speak?

Who’ll turn The Light to see?

Who’s prepared The Cure to seek?

And be completely free

 

Throughout the world though millions ring

Each bell heralds the same

In unison we hear them sing

The sound of just one name

 

The song of Jesus Christ The Lord

The name of power divine

So who will take up next the sword?

And ring The Truth is mine!.....

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Submitted: Monday, November 24, 2014

Last Updated: Tuesday, November 25, 2014

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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