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We've Work to Do
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By Michael P. Johnson
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         We've Work to do

The sheep of Christ, the Son of God

Rejoice when truth, is told

Heeding God’s chide, bearing His rod

Just like the saints of old

 

Yet many churches don’t today

Religion’s seeped inside

Though soon The Lord who’s on His way

Will come to claim His bride

 

Religion, once within the mind

Confuses man so much

To things of God, it makes oft blind

Until they’re out of touch

 

They disregard, what prophets say

What Truth God has them tell

Coming in love to show The Way

And save a soul from hell

 

They’d rather live in sin and shame

Complacently content

Praising God in Jesus’ name

Whilst paying Satan rent!

 

Traditions have us often found

Set in too many ways

Reduced to songs as if quite bound

Like women wearing stays

 

It’s not what God has called to do

We’re not just called to sit

Neither is work for just a few

But all; should do our bit

 

Arise and shine your Light has come

God’s glory’s all around

What good’s a bride just sitting dumb?

When truly Christ she’s found?..…   

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Submitted: Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Last Updated: Wednesday, November 21, 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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