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Let's Irrigate
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By Michael P. Johnson
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       Let's Irrigate

With joy, we need to love and care

See life, through patient eyes

The pain of sacrifice to bear

Be like a serpent wise

 

What blessings God to us can bring?

When open like a book

We’d call on Christ as Lord and King

To come inside and look

 

He’d see the truth behind the smile

He’d see the inward parts

We’d bid His Flame to stay a while

To purge our sinful hearts

 

Thus; to receive His saving grace

Let’s seek God’s true delight

Let’s speak to Jesus face to face

Let’s reach towards life’s Light

 

Let’s bask within Salvation’s glow

Let’s drink The Father’s love

Let’s feel The Living Water’s flow

Received through grace above

 

Let’s take The Truth and call Him mine

Let’s dwell upon Love’s taste

Let Heaven’s Flow life’s precious wine

Revive our barren waste

 

Until the bride has drank her fill

Until she’s Jesus’ queen

Till all have heard The Father’s will

Let’s turn the desert green

 

Bring change to soil, the shifting sand

Create a living field

Let’s irrigate, infertile land

And reap a fruitful yield…..

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Submitted: Sunday, December 16, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, December 16, 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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