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The Rock Now!
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By Michael P. Johnson
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The Rock Now!

 

We see Him in the spirit realm

In faith, clear and bright

The Rock of ages at the helm

Steering through the night

 

Though Satan’s out to cheat and kill

Till dead beneath the ground

While Christ The Rock is with us still

To keep us safe and sound

 

From Heaven’s Bread the world must feed

From Heaven’s Rock to drink

She needs to change her selfish creed

And how her children think

 

At Jesus’ feet we need to bow

Receive of Truth and Light

Learn Heaven’s Way of living now

And cease ourselves to fight

 

Though many scoff, will wink their eye

Fools still fail to hear

So still we watch them fall and die

Plagued with sin and fear

 

Is not The Rock for sceptics too?

For these; did not Christ die?

Did Christ not rise to follow through?

His grace to multiply

 

But unlike Moses long ago

Our Rock we needn’t beat

With love with care Salvation’s flow

Will comfort God’s elite

 

The Rock stands firm and will remain

Life’s only Way above

So we who turn, will not in vain

Serve in the arms of love…..

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Submitted: Saturday, February 13, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, February 13, 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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