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It's Christmas
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By Michael P. Johnson
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It's Christmas

 

It's Christmas now in many parts

Easter for many a soul

Jesus has entered broken hearts

To heal and make them whole

 

Abundant life is ours to seize

Right here right now today

We need but heed The Lord’s decrees

And walk His chosen Way

 

Silver and gold in flowing streams

With precious jewels galore

Riches beyond one’s wildest dreams

No eye has seen before

 

Healing appears through glory’s Light

Through sinless blood divine

With strength to stand to win life’s fight

And joy to drink like wine

 

Reaching for weary souls still lost

For hearts needing repair

Salvation comes quite free of cost

With wondrous love to share

 

No one has heard or come to view

A greater gift than these

Heaven ordains for me and you

When Christ we serve and please

 

When Christ we see as God’s true Son

Believe He chose to die

That in His hands each soul now won

Will rise with Him on high

 

It's Easter now in every land

Where Christmas comes to stay

Where children reach for Jesus’ hand

For help to walk His Way.....

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Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2015

Last Updated: Sunday, July 29, 2018

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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