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Too Few Yet Understand
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      Too Few Yet Understand

Throughout the land’s where Truth is taught

The harvest’s not as planned

We share with man Christ’s true report

Yet few still understand

 

We fail to open blinded eyes

To sever bond and chain

To bind the devil prove he lies

Or ease his victim’s pain

 

The lost; we need to show The Way

In language plain and true

But doctrines of the church today

Serve but to cloud their view

 

Before his bible came to be

Before James’ tongue was there

Before to God man spoke with “thee”

God’s sheep received their share

 

No more is James the common wine

God speaks as you and I

No need conversing thee and thine

Let the obsolete die

 

The living word can save from hell

Cast stumbling blocks aside

Let wisdom serve Salvation well

Let understanding guide

 

In James’s time the old was fine

But now it’s played its part

If man would serve God’s fresh new wine

Revival soon could start

 

Today we too must meet the need

Like ancients gone before

With food the current sheep will feed

We’ll open wide life’s door…..

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Submitted: Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Last Updated: Tuesday, January 15, 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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