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The Value of Peace.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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     The Value of Peace..... 

We thank The Lord, for love and grace

For peace reigning within

Although we spit on Jesus’ face!

Each time we turn to sin

 

We know! The devil’s out to cheat

Will rob to keep man blind

Tempting God’s lambs, His ripening wheat

Troubling soul and mind

 

Each time we drink satanic brew

Each time life's quest we fail

We crucify The Lord anew

With still another nail

 

We ought to feel our Saviour’s pain

The selfish hurt we cause

Instead, like fools we stoop again

Like Satan’s wayward whores

 

How cunningly, he sneaks inside

How gradual duties cease

Our shame from God; we’ll try to hide

Thus lose our gift of peace

 

It’s only when the peace has gone

When havoc grinds its teeth

When horror reigns without God’s Son

We see; hell calls beneath

 

It’s only when we fear to burn

We fear in shame to die

Troubled! One’s heart begins to yearn

For that which none can buy

 

It’s only when we seek release

We knock Salvation’s Door

We seek God’s love, His grace, His peace

There’s life! Forever more.....

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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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