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Receive It Spend It....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Receive It Spend It

 

Who’d cease to be the devil’s whore?

From Satan’s bed depart

If Jesus knocked your selfish door

If God spoke to your heart

 

We’ll seek for something night and day

Who knows for what or where?

Yet who’ll seek Christ to life; The Way

Heaven’s treasures to share

 

Who’ll dare to bid love’s grace within?

Submit to Heaven’s Flame?

Relinquish lust for wanton sin?

And burn their robes of shame?

 

Too few have heart to God resigned?

Souls to be free of fear

Till darkness flees and eyes so blind

See He who’s always near

 

Too few receive God’s Dove Of Light

Through faith cause self to die

Seek out The Christ, and then the fight

To win a place on high

 

It’s not that hard to walk God’s Land

To climb God’s Hill above

Through Jesus, learn to understand

The secrets of true love

 

True love for neighbours near and far

Spend love and spare no cost

Share love regardless where we are

Amongst the masses lost

 

Take up with grace, love’s shield and sword

With Jesus’ walk in peace

Receive in love life’s just reward

With endless love’s increase.....

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Submitted: Monday, May 4, 2015

Last Updated: Monday, May 4, 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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