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What a Fiuture
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By Michael P. Johnson
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What a Future

 

The lion’s rampant day and night

This world’s beyond control

So many have lost the will to fight

To save our precious soul

 

Like rats within a bowl we are

Like fish upon the shore

Without The Lord we won’t get far

We need to find The Door

 

We need to seek The One who cares

Seek Jesus Christ above

Who’ll help us climb up Heaven’s stairs

Into the arms of love

 

Into the realm of Living Light

The Kingdom of our dreams

Through Christ we’ll reach the highest height

The source of Living streams

 

We’ll drink our daily fill of peace

We’ll eat of Heaven’s bread

Savouring life that cannot cease

Just like our God has said

 

From earth from death will souls transcend

To life with Christ our King

Where happiness will never end

When victory’s song we sing

 

Astounding joy we’ll find up there

Amazing bliss unknown

The riches of our God we’ll share

With Jesus on the throne

 

So seek to live in one accord

Treat neighbours as a friend

All this and more as God’s reward

Will find with Christ no end......

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Submitted: Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, March 24, 2015

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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