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Straight Through Paradise
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Straight Through Paradise

 

Mine’s not a statement of the proud

Nor journal of a clown

But God has raised me from the crowd

In promise of a crown

 

The pledge of Heaven’s truly mine

By grace I’ll surely live

I ate The Bread and drank The Wine

Christ Jesus died to give

 

I know The Truth I’ve seen The Light

Salvation’s called my name

The Lord’s prepared life’s robe of white

And taken all my shame

 

My aim’s now straight to Paradise

Never again to stray

Because of Jesus’ sacrifice

Because He’s Heaven’s Way

 

So full of joy, now richly blessed

I fear no more The Wrath

Heading towards eternal rest

Along God’s chosen path

 

Leaving behind damnation’s ruin

Hell’s shadows chasing white

I’m dancing to my Saviour’s tune

In armour shining bright

 

I’m singing loud singing clear

Alone and with a throng

With laughter, joy boundless cheer

Singing Salvation’s song

 

I’m walking light I’m running sure

Positive night and day

Remaining firm I will endure

Beyond the pending fray.....

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Submitted: Monday, December 5, 2016

Last Updated: Monday, December 5, 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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