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Combat Equipped
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Combat Equipped

 

As soldiers in the war of wars

In God’s almighty throng

Some sit idle behind closed doors

Believing nothing’s wrong

 

In combat suit of jungle green

In mask in shrouded veil

We walk in shadows crouch unseen

Wondering why we fail

 

With filthy minds, hearts plagued with bile

Rivals skulking within

They’d infiltrate both rank and file

Of those who’d combat sin

 

But holding strong by standing true

Though stormy winds may blow

We’ll find each day God’s strength anew

To beat the common foe

 

But who’ll defeat the plague within

When souls are all but well

When secretly we live in sin

Bearing the fruits of hell

 

Power comes not from idle chat

But love and righteous deed

With sword with shield in true combat

Against demonic weed

 

As Father, Son and Ghost are one

As darkness hates The Light

Each soldier rooted in God’s Son

Through faith will win the fight

 

We’ll stand to Satan’s sheer disgust

Wielding life’s righteous sword

Watching as devils turn to dust

When Christ becomes our Lord…..

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Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

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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