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With Passage paid
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By Michael P. Johnson
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With Passage Paid

 

You feel it here, see it there

Hear it’s joyful sound

The signs are plain now everywhere

Where so much filth is found

 

Satanic hoards will soon appear

Darkness is on the way

Salvation’s calling loud and clear

Run to Christ’s arms today

 

Rise up in faith you walking dead

Come join the faithful few

Drink of life’s wine, eat living Bread

Receive true birth anew

 

The Boat of life is close at hand

The Pilot’s Christ The Lord

He’s heading for The Promised Land

With those who climb on board

 

Reservations true faith has made

Through love of He who died

So with one’s passage sorely paid

Let’s take our place inside

 

The tide’s long in, The Wind is right

Before light starts to fail

Let’s join the crew dressed all in white

Let’s hoist for Heaven sail

 

Make free each rope still tightly bound

Cast off the man made dock

Lay course towards The Hallowed Ground

Anchored to Christ The Rock

 

Leaving behind our wayward past

The world we’ve learned to love

With standard high upon the mast

Let’s sail to life above.....

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Submitted: Saturday, August 1, 2015

Last Updated: Sunday, August 2, 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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