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It's Growing Worse
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By Michael P. Johnson
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   It’s growing worse

“Lord, life on earth is hard to live

Each day it’s growing worse

The world should turn that You’ll forgive

And free her of the curse

 

We children who in Christ are found

Turn now to You in prayer

That grace and love would so abound

The world will know You’re there

 

True knowledge Lord You’ve given free

To those who were the least

We humbly pray on bended knee

For strength to fight the beast

 

Man, day and night still wheel and deal

They murder rape and lie

Now even children cheat and steal

Still lost in shame they die

 

We see the filth, the devil’s mess

His chaos in the land

We pray each in deep distress

Will learn to understand soul

 

Too many think they have it all

They see no harm in sin

Though full of pride they’re walking tall

Allowing Satan win

 

Rekindle Lord life’s Flame inside

Come heal your children’s pain

Replenish please Your chosen bride

Revive us once again

 

Allow us grace to let them see

Give power life’s Truth to tell

Authority to set more free

From him who’ll burn in hell”.....

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Submitted: Monday, February 27, 2012

Last Updated: Monday, February 27, 2012

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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