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Astray For Gain.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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With ethics, in a state of rot

Decadence floods the land

Politically correct or not

God righteous Word will stand

 

For centuries the church stood tall

We’ve prospered and we’ve grown

But still, lands crumble governments fall

Reaping the filth pre-sown

 

For gain we let The Truth pass by

We let The Way grow pale

So more and more in sin now die

Within their self-made jail

 

Turning aside from vows once made

Straying like blinded fools

Our very souls we’ll often trade

For silver gold and jewels

 

Once God was pleased and blessed our toil

Was pleased to meet man’s need

But now we turn to such as oil

To quench our worldly greed

 

This is our test each country’s trial

God’s eyes are open wide

Judging with whom He’ll reconcile

As Jesus’ faithful bride

 

For she alone will join His Son

When truly born again

She’ll rise she’ll shine with victories won

Eternally to reign

 

Yet fools may scoff still countries fight

Satanic songs they’ll sing

Rejecting Truth refusing Light

Christ Jesus died to bring…..

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Submitted: Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 22, 2017

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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