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Where Souls Are Dull
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Where Souls Are Dull

 

Where souls are dull hearts fail to see

God’s Truth we fail to hear

Since hell’s wide road runs wide and free

Most think they’ve nought to fear

 

“There is no God” the fool will say

“No Heaven and no hell”

So countless walk the same old way   

Believing all is well

 

Yet Jesus died for all mankind

Even for fools as these

He’ll heal the sick, save lost and blind

Who’ll humbly bend their knees

 

In storms, most fools grow quickly wise 

Where trials give birth to sight

Where troubles opens wide one’s eyes

To see God’s Truth & Light

 

From darkness, God has saved me

No more am I deceived

From countless things upon the tree

Through Jesus’ blood reprieved

 

O for a thousand tongues to sing

A million hands to raise

To bless my Lord praise Christ my King

Throughout life’s endless days

 

Right now His name’s to glorify 

His presence to reveal

Showing the world God’s Lamb on high

Has come to save and heal

 

He’s here He’s there He’s everywhere

Though King enthroned above

Christ’s in the world willing to share

Eternity and love….. 

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Submitted: Thursday, May 26, 2016

Last Updated: Thursday, May 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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