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Whilst Others Turn to Dust
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Whilst Others Turn to Dust

 

The strength of God has come to me

Power through Christ on high

The Truth of life has set me free

Despite the devil’s lie

 

Christ’s sinless blood has made me whole

Has washed away my shame

Deceit was vanquished from my soul

As Jesus Promise came

 

As Heaven’s Lamp began to shine

As life began to sing

I knew eternity was mine

That death had lost its sting

 

Life’s Light life’s Truth Ancient Of Days

No way were we to part

I felt His love setting ablaze

The doubt within my heart

 

With Fire of Heaven’s mighty sword

God’s gentle Dove divine

The blood of Jesus Christ my Lord

Brought tingles to my spine

 

Deceit has no more part of me

Hatred has long since gone

The Holy Ghost and I agree

None’s greater than God’s Son

 

God’s Kingdom’s come to me inside

With blessings I’ve received

What wonders wait the chosen bride?

Of Him we have believed

 

It’s hard for me to wait that long

Although I know I must

But soon I’ll sing the victors song

Whilst others turn to dust.....

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Submitted: Thursday, March 26, 2015

Last Updated: Thursday, March 26, 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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