WordChimes poetry chimes
Chime Of The Day
Poetry Chimes
Newest Poems
Featured Poet
Poet Chimers
Child Chimes
Blog
Chime Links
ENC--Class of '55
WordChimes Founder Quentin Clingerman
Contact Us
 
 
 

The Bride Gives Birth (1)
Viewed Last 24 Hours: 1 time

By Michael P. Johnson
Other Poems by Michael P. Johnson

The Bride Gives Birth (1)

 

In righteousness we’ve sought to grow

We’ve sought through Christ The Way

We know as bride we need to sow

Life’s living seed today

 

Of you great mother, now we speak

Whose breast we suckled long

Thank God that now your children seek

To spread Salvation’s song

 

No matter where The Father sends

How far we may depart

The love and joy we’ve had to share

Hold precious in your heart

 

You know too well the need is great

The Truth we all have heard

In Christ, we can’t procrastinate

Or fail to share The Word

 

On sound foundations strong and true

Within God’s faithful hands

We’ll still remain in touch with you

Both here and far off lands

 

As cunning as a snake we’ll be

As gentle as a dove

As far as eagles eyes can see

We’ll spread Salvation’s love

 

We need to plough the hardest field

Quench yet the driest ground

We’ll sow, to reap a precious yield

Enormously profound

 

I write, because I’m pregnant too!

With children laden down

I hope one day to be like you

And see them wear a crown…..

Timely Comments on this Poem

No comments currently exist for this poem.

Submit Your Comment

(will be kept private)
Comment:



Please enter the code above into the box below:

Submitted: Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 7, 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.

Other Poems by Michael P. Johnson

[Add Your Poem]

[Chime Of The Day] [Poetry Chimes] [New Chimes] [Poet Chimers] [Blog] [Chime Links] [ENC--Class of '55] [Home]