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The Knock
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By Michael P. Johnson
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             The Knock

Salvation’s knocking doors today

Life’s visiting your street

God’s calling out to those astray

To sit at Jesus’ feet

 

The rich the poor the strong the weak

The deaf, the dumb and blind

God’s calling proud and spirit meek

With those yet sick of mind

 

God’s Lamb is here to open eyes

Our broken hearts to heal

To free us of the devil’s ties

And show us that He’s real

 

Though sinner, saint, anointed priest

The church that dance and sing

God’s calling ALL to Heaven’s feast

Where Christ is Lord and King

 

The Lord Almighty’s knocking doors

God’s calling us to live

If you my friend will answer yours

Eternal life He’ll give

 

We all must learn to understand

Though Christ has come to bless

Life’s key is only in the hand

Of those who answer “yes”

 

Yet arrogance will answer “no”

The proud will have no share

There’s but one place such fools can go

And grace my friend’s not there

 

Where Jesus is, there’s also peace

There’s freedom, joy and love

Life’s abundance will never cease

For those who’ll dwell above.....

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Submitted: Friday, January 11, 2013

Last Updated: Friday, January 11, 2013

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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