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A Tract
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By Michael P. Johnson
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                  A Tract

I’ve read a tract, someone had sent

Of those who die in shame

Who live to sin, who won’t repent

Who’ll end their lives in flame

                  

If endless flame is all they’ll see

If sin has made them fall

I know right now, it’s not for me

I’ll heed Salvation’s call

 

It says, before a Judge we’ll stand

We’ll reap just what we’ve sown

Thus said the Lord, with upheld hand

On Heaven’s mighty throne

 

We’re told the judge, sent forth His Son

Who served His Father well

Though life on earth is not all fun

He’ll save our souls from hell

 

I think I’ll give the Son a try!

Who knows, I might well stay

If then I live, or if I die

I’ll fear no judgement day

 

I’ve learned both Judge and God’s the same

I’m glad I’ve heard the news

I too have turned from sin and shame

For what had I to lose?

 

Of God before I gave no thought

For more! I’d always craved

But through the tract, this fish is caught

And through God’s Son, well saved

 

In hope of Christ, I look above

From Christ I’ll never budge

I thank my Lord for all His love

And for my righteous Judge…..

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Submitted: Monday, November 19, 2012

Last Updated: Monday, November 19, 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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