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Nought Concealed
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By Michael P. Johnson
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     Nought Concealed

Forgive us Lord as we forgive

Of Christ one’s life now fill

Allow in truth Your servants live

To do Your perfect will

 

For life, to come to words as these

All wayward sin must part

One’s soul must seek The Lord to please

And truth must dwell the heart

 

When grace true life causes to dwell

We’ll seek The righteous Way

We’ll purchase nought ordained for hell

We’ll serve God’s Lamb today

 

Not all in church are saved and free

For some still bear a grudge

There’s some who hate, yet bend their knee

Fearless of The Judge

 

Some say in church, “I’m born anew!

I’m free of all my sin

But unlike Jesus’ chosen few

They hide their shame within

 

But God will give His perfect Light

The flesh of Christ to eat

Awesome power to win the fight

To all at Jesus’ feet

 

No sin can ever hope to hide

However deep concealed

Before God’s throne, where each is tried

The Truth will be revealed

 

That day man’s eyes will open wide

That day The Light we’ll see

That day to God we’ll walk inside

When death has bent the knee..…

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Submitted: Sunday, December 23, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, December 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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