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This Dying World
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By Michael P. Johnson
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This Dying World

 

Who is Jesus to you and me?

Who is God’s Lamb and Christ?

Is He The One who sets us free?

The Son God sacrificed

 

Is He The Rock on which to build

Is He God’s virgin child?

Is he The One who’s blood was spilled

That man be reconciled

 

Is he The Lord of all we see?

Creator God of all

Has He arrived to set you free?

And rescue from the fall

 

Is He your Lord of life and limb?

The King of kings on high

Is yet your life so full of Him?

You’ve no more fear to die

 

Or do you see the cattle stall?

Where snow outside lays deep

Where shepherds went one night to call

Upon a child asleep

 

Is Christ for you still lying there?

On straw on leaves of palms

Too small to rise His Love to share

And wrap you in His arms

 

We must accept God’s human birth

His death, His earthy grave

How else could God upon the earth

The fruit of Adam save

 

A second Adam had to be

Devoid of sin and shame

Of flesh and bone like you and me

To set the world aflame......

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Submitted: Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Last Updated: Tuesday, May 5, 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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