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By Michael P. Johnson
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He’s on His way, He’s coming soon

Life’s judge draws ever near

Before the dawn or afternoon

Suddenly He’ll appear

 

Make no mistake His warning’s plain

God’s Christ lives glorified

As King of kings, He’ll come again

For those who cannot hide

 

Who cannot flee the risen Lord

The triune God who’s one

No foe can flee His two-edged sword

Till victory’s finally won

 

Till Satan vanquished, demons damned

Each cheat, murderer, liar

Painful screaming in hell’s jail crammed

Waiting, eternal fire

 

Such are the scenes countless will see

Bound in their deeds of crime

Who fail to seek Jesus to free

While still remains yet time

 

This is no myth children to scare

No tale to fill man’s purse

But love’s grace, sinners everywhere

Would flee God’s deadly curse

 

Through He who’s on His way now

Who’ll call His sheep by name

Sinners who at His feet will bow

To wash their shame away

 

For God, Himself has paved The Way

Through Christ His Lamb and Son

For those repenting while they may

Life’s victory to be won…..

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Submitted: Saturday, September 29, 2018

Last Updated: Monday, October 1, 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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