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How Do We Worship
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By Michael P. Johnson
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How Do We Worship

 

What form of worship ought we bring?

When Fire burns inside

When love implodes through words we sing

As Jesus faithful bride

 

Lost souls we see on every street

In town and country lane

How can we sit as God’s elite?

And worship so in vain

 

How can we sit and hate our next

Neighbours far or near

How can we worship Christ so vexed

And show Him righteous fear

 

How should we worship God on high?

How can one’s soul be blessed?

Watching the hungry outside die

Whilst we in temples rest

 

How can we worship God Within?

How can we flee our graves

How can we say we combat sin?

When kids are sold as slaves

 

How can we show The Lord we care?

How can we serve His plan?

When prostitution’s everywhere

And man lies down with man

 

In spirit; says The Lord most high

In truth; our God reveals

By helping those who else would die

With lodging, clothes and meals

 

In spirit and as Lord has planned

In truth as love dictates

Let’s worship till The Promised land

Opens its pearly gates.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Last Updated: Tuesday, September 27, 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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