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WHAT CAN WE DO
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Although the soil has long been cursed

Since Adam first transgressed

Yet God loves man beyond his worst

And far above his best

 

God’s love for us is ever true

Though evil thoughts we bear

Although good things we seldom do

Still life He wants to share

 

What can we do for life to be?

How a fool is made wise?

How can the blind be made to see?

Which darkness still denies

 

We need to seek in Jesus’ name 

God’s grace His truth and Light

Repent from sin repent from shame

And practice living right

 

God sent His Lamb His suffering Son

To raise the walking dead

Regardless of the good we’ve done

The evil thought and said

 

Through Christ, God wants blind eyes to see

The Truth to understand                                       

In turn to rise the same as He

Into The Promised Land

 

For this! God sends His Holy Dove

To council heart and soul

Reveal The Truth to guide with love

Toward our unseen goal

 

As Wind beneath man’s wayward feet  

Teaching of things unknown

Grooming children until complete

For victory crown and throne ….. 

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Submitted: Friday, August 19, 2016

Last Updated: Friday, August 19, 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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