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A Seed Must Die
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By Michael P. Johnson
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  A seed must die

Though Satan now must eat the dust      Gen3:14

Many in him yet place their trust

Spirit and flesh will always war              Gen.3:15

When one remains the devil’s whore

 

No shameful deed can God abide

From sinful souls, His face He’ll hide

Though in His heart God loves us all

He hates to see His children fall

 

God’s Seed was nailed upon the tree

Christ chose to die for man to        .          Rev.1:5

His sinless flesh would not decay             Ps.16:10

But rise to show mankind the way

 

A seed must die within the earth               Jn.12:24

Self’s sacrifice to giving birth                   1Co.15:35-49

Upon such love selfless and true

The Lord pours forth as Heaven’s Dew

 

It’s not by might; we win God’s grace

Nor through power, we’ll see His face

The Holy Ghost meets every need            Zec.4:6

To be in Jesus living seed

 

A dragon though, will try one day            Rev.12:4

To steal the woman’s seed away

While no one walks in Christ alone

God’s hand will snatch us to His throne    Rev.12:5

 

The seed to life is here to stay                     Jn.3:9

From Jesus’ hand we’ll never stray             Jn.10:28

Who live to Christ and not to shame

Will surely rise in Jesus’ name

 

Though cleansed with Flame we too must die          Ro.6:3

God’s righteousness to magnify                                Ro.6:1

For God in us has souls to save

Who like His Son, will see no grave.....      


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Submitted: Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Last Updated: Tuesday, March 13, 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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