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To All Who Ask
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By Michael P. Johnson
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To All Who Ask

 

Your love my God is free to all

Eternal life in peace

For those who answer Jesus’ call

Their shameful ways to cease

 

On all who ask, life’s Light will dawn 

The Truth of Christ will rise

The humble soul will be reborn

To claim life’s awesome prize  

 

One need but ask by faith and choice

For eyes to see The Way

For ears to hear God’s quiet voice

For strength to live each day

 

Open man’s ears open their eyes

Soften more hearts of shame 

Make known to all the devil’s lies

The clout in Jesus’ name

 

Made justified upon The Tree

Through painful stripes made whole

Salvation comes on bended knee

To cleanse one’s sinful soul

 

To those who kneel who humbly plead

Who’ll seek His face on high

You’ll share Your love meet every need

And raise if once we die

 

To rise beyond where eagles soar

Above this world of wrong

With Christ we’ll enter Heaven’s Door

To sing life’s endless song

 

I’m praying still for me and mine

For neighbours far and near

For more at Heaven’s feast to dine

When all is finished here..... 

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Submitted: Saturday, April 30, 2016

Last Updated: Saturday, April 30, 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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