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The Standard's High.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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     The Standard's High.....

Luscious; God formed the earth and clean

Perfect for man to live

Clear Love’s handwork can be seen

Through all He’s had to give

 

Man at first was safe and sure

A pleasure in God’s sight

Always to live thrive and endure

Walking within the light

 

But what of Adam’s seed today

What path does man now tread?

While Satan leads us oft astray

Till lost and walking dead

 

We know the devil and his wiles

We know what’s right and wrong

Yet still behind a mask of smiles

We sing his wayward song

 

If only more this side of hell

Could read God’s righteous mind

There’d be no reason now to tell

The Truth to which they’re blind

 

Though worldly wisdom may be vast

God’s grace may yet be found

Within the prisons of the past

Range still so many bound

 

They must be free of Satan’s chain

Receive life’s guiding Light

Through Jesus’ blood, be born again

And dressed, in time to fight

 

For Satan gathers far and wide

The final war’s at hand

Where Christ alone with loyal bride

Will live & dwell God’s Land…..

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Submitted: Friday, February 15, 2013

Last Updated: Friday, February 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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