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They Turned to God
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By Michael P. Johnson
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They Turned to God

Elicit sex, beckoning lights

Debauchery drugs and drink

With such as these the devil fights

Vulnerable souls to sink

 

Attack; the foe, stand and defend

The devil’s out to kill

The Truth’s not hard to comprehend

For those on Zion hill

 

Through many years, the battle cry

Has gone from land to land

A testament to those who die

Not found in Jesus’ hand

 

Yet still we drink from Satan’s cup

But few give thought to God

The youth today are so mixed up

Where parents spare the rod

 

What strategy would David use?                          2Sa.5:23

Or Abraham, God’s friend                                    Gen.12:13

What tactic, would the foe confuse?                    1Pe.5:8

Or bring about his end?

 

Jehoshaphat, had questions too!

To God he made his plea                                    2Ch.20:6

His foe so vast was plain in view

Had ventured cross the sea                                2Ch.20:2

 

“My God! You see your servant’s plight

Your children soon could fall

We have no strength to win the fight

On You Lord God we call”                            2Ch.20:12

 

The victory came, as now we see                  2Ch.20:22-26

God heard! His servant pray

We too in Christ must all agree

It’s still the same today..…

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Submitted: Friday, November 23, 2012

Last Updated: Friday, November 23, 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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