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Get Wise
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By Michael P. Johnson
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        Get Wise

The world that was, has changed her name

Diseased, she’s bound to die

Wallowing in her filthy shame

A stench to God on high

 

A putrid mass of flesh and bone

A demon haunted ruin

Within her breast a heart of stone

Beats loud the devil’s tune

 

Still ignorant of Jesus Christ

The Truth she sought to kill

Still blind to why God sacrificed

His Lamb on Calvary hill

 

Ignorant of a second birth

Denying death and grave

Rejecting Him who came to earth

Man’s shameful soul to save

 

Though king and priest, though Christ joint heir

Though separated bride

She’s on the road to nowhere!

While Satan is her guide

 

She needs to know the facts of hell

Get wise to Satan’s snares

Lend ear to all that Christ would tell

And see He truly cares

 

There’s none too lost He cannot reach

No sin He can’t forgive

There’s none so dumb He’ll fail to teach

Or show The Way to live

 

Obedience; turns away the sword

Humility, serves love

While patience brings it’s own reward

When judgement ends above…..

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Submitted: Saturday, December 29, 2012

Last Updated: Saturday, December 29, 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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