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Saints Forever More
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Saiths Forever More

 

While shadows quiver, wild winds blow

Many fear to die

While few contend against the foe

Seeking God’s face on high

 

What is to fear, why should we care?

What darkness has in mind?

We’ve Christ as Lord, life’s promised share

And eyes no longer blind

 

We see the future, see the past

The present far and near

Knowing the devil’s dye is cast

What need have we to fear?

 

We’re called to live walk in the light

Help others find The Way

However hard devils may fight

By faith, we’ll win the day

 

We’ll win because of Heaven’s call

Because of what’s ahead

We’ll stand while all around us fall

Who’ll face eternal dread

 

But we will serve as saints of old

Our calling to fulfil

Living faithful fervent and bold

Doing The Father’s will

 

We know God’s here always there

To take us by the hand

To share His love showing we care

So others understand

 

God takes no pleasure when we die

God wants to close death’s door

To see man rise with Christ on high

As saints forever more……

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Submitted: Monday, February 8, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, February 8, 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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