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Love's Waiting Arms.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Into the arms of love, I’ll soar

In truth but few have known

Beyond the stars through Heaven’s Door

Before my Father’s throne

 

I’ll rise as if on eagle’s wing

Above the maddening throng

To where God’s praises angels sing

And man, life’s victory song

 

First in a cloud The Groom I’ll see

As would a chosen wife

Fully content in love I’ll be

With Him who gave me life

 

Though now praying on bended knee

For Truth now to reveal

How to save, more others like me

Beneath the devil’s heel

 

God knows alone what stands in wait

What blessings will abound?

Those loving God, but Satan hate

Will walk on Holy Ground

 

Within the house, God made to dwell

Adorned in robes of white

While most in darkness burn in hell

Life’s Few will dwell in Light

 

Made clean devoid of every crime

Of doubt of foolish fear

Beyond the realm of pain and time

Where love is always near

 

Life without tears, day without end

Joyful, with endless peace

With Christ as King as Lord as Friend

Who’s grace, will never cease..... 

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Submitted: Saturday, June 16, 2018

Last Updated: Sunday, June 17, 2018

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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