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Why Read the Bible
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Why Read the Bible

 

Lost is the soul condemned to die

Without life’s guiding Light

Without the Lamb of God on high

Without His gift of sight

 

His Truth and grace will God impart

Setting His people free

Changing each troubled sinful heart

As doubt begins to flee

 

Allow Life’s word inside to burn

Surrender to The Light

Submit your stubborn soul to learn

And watch the foe take flight

 

See increase dawn when hearts can read

When souls learn God to fear

See miracles when Heaven’s Seed

Leads humble souls to hear

 

When righteousness is finally wrought

Blind eyes will Heaven see

Faithful; to Jesus’ true report

Hopeful of things to be

 

Effecting mortal flesh and bone

Salvation’s Wind will blow

Healing the blind with hearts of stone

Till love begin to flow

 

Sifting life’s Truth from countless lies

Cleansing God’s chosen queen

Heaven will open wide her eyes

Till Jesus’ face is seen

 

Arise! Accept The Truth first hand

By grace life’s facts receive

God’s secrets things you’ll understand

With those who Christ believe.....

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Submitted: Friday, October 2, 2015

Last Updated: Friday, October 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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