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Who Can Help God?
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Who Can Help God?

 

They say no man can help The Lord

Most fail to even try

Yet those who others aid afford

Will see The Truth grow nigh

 

It’s good when life we understand

When grace has vanquished shame

When love reaches and takes one’s hand

To glorify God’s name

 

One’s help to God, is in the deed

We tender great and small

In food and drink we give to feed

When hungry neighbours call

 

Within the cup we give a child

The beggar limping by

A word to those not reconciled

Still doomed in sin to die

 

Even the least to help the great

To others in distress

A coin we give to change ill fate

The Lord will surely bless

 

The cup of milk the slice of bread

One’s second pair of shoes

Helping the sick the child unfed

Will service God our dues

 

Offering help, donating aid

Answering true love’s call

Virtue from high will never fade

Nor will one’s neighbours fall

 

This is the help we give our King

Our aid to Heaven’s throne

Changing the song we used to sing

And hearts still cold as stone ..... 

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Submitted: Sunday, November 29, 2015

Last Updated: Sunday, November 29, 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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