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Hold Tight
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By Michael P. Johnson
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             “Hold Tight”

“A few will come at feasting time

A few in times of drought

They’ll crave release, from every crime

When faith brings doubt to doubt

 

Some seek my face in times of war

In sight of death they’ll cry

But when at peace; again they whore

And wonder why they die

 

Does God not see man’s wicked ways?

Are thoughts to God not plain?

Can I the Lord not end your days?

Or give you birth again?

 

The plough I gave for you to hold

The fields are hard and dry

My children die out in the cold

Does no one wonder why?

 

Let life in truth, be now your choice

Let Jesus be your Lord

Heed well my child Salvation’s voice

Escape my vengeful sword

 

Take hold of Truth, make Christ your stand

On Him, you can depend

Remain within His mighty hand

Your life will see no end

 

Don’t turn as Lot’s uncertain wife

Who’s faith was found at fault

I’ll cut you down as with a knife

To crush as worthless salt

 

Be faithful now, or not at all

Choose Christ that you may live

Refuse my child will see your fall

This option, you! I give”..…

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Submitted: Saturday, November 24, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, November 24, 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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