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Hold Fast the Plough
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By Michael P. Johnson
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   HOLD FAST THE PLOUGH

Some seem to think Salvation’s blind

The way they walk in shame

But though God’s love, although He’s kind

The Lord’s consuming Flame

 

The living Christ is Lord and King

Our Fortress Shield and Guide

He’s not some puppet on a string

To use then lay aside

 

We can’t just call in times of drought

For God to send His rain

To drink our fill then turn about

Returning to filth again

 

He’s no ones fool, this God of ours

He sees; the depths of man

Still with love He’ll send us showers

According to His plan

 

God’s living word is like the rain

The soil’s like me and you

Before Jesus returns again

We must be born anew

 

Let’s plough and work the dried up soil

Life’s seed of truth plant deep

Anoint the leaves with priceless Oil

Till Heaven’s time to reap

 

At harvest time, to lend a hand

We’ll need the Gardener’s grace

So golden wheat from every land

May rise to see His face

 

Take care who hear Salvation’s call

Who taste God’s love so true

Don’t take the plough, to let it fall

Yet woe betides who do..... 

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Submitted: Thursday, October 11, 2012

Last Updated: Thursday, October 11, 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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