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Through Love! Obey
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Through Love! Obey

 

Too oft is heard that hell is here!

Hell’s torment’s here in life

That in the grave we’ve nought to fear

As death’s the death of strife

 

True torment though, begins in hell!

The bible’s clear to say

Once there; the facts will surely tell

To life; Christ was The Way

 

Too late of course will be the cry

Too late to seek God’s grace

Discovering souls can never die

When endless pain we face

 

What is to do, what can we say?

To rid one’s life of shame

How can we walk from death away?

And from hell’s pit of flame?

 

Is church the answer to it all?

Can praying bring release?

Can pious deeds bring Satan’s fall?

Will righteous words bring peace?

 

Obedience is The Lord’s delight

Through love life’s wars are won

We all can put the foe to flight

Through faith in Christ God’s Son

 

Did Christ not say we fall asleep?

All life is in His hand

That what we sow we also reap

Will now; you understand?

 

Was Jesus’ death for you in vain?

Do you believe God lied?

Can those who sleep not rise again?

As Jesus when He died.....

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Submitted: Sunday, July 26, 2015

Last Updated: Sunday, July 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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