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Fact (1).....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Fact (1).....

The lost have many questions still

The blind see no way out

The devil comes to cheat and kill

And flood the world with doubt

 

Is it a fact we’ll never die?

Are we to dwell God’s Land?

Is Jesus’ bride a bear faced lie?

Another house on sand

 

How do we know the bible’s true?

Why should to Christ we kneel?

How can He tell us what to do?

How do we know He’s real?

 

Can from one’s eyes God take the veil?

Can God the facts make known?

Or are the lost to end in jail?

Endless to live alone

 

Can we be sure of what we speak?

Convinced these facts will reign?

Certain we’ll rise from life’s last sleep?

Knowing we’ll live again

 

The Truth of God is plain in sight

The facts are clear to view

The bibles here in black and white

What else has God to do?

 

When finally death lays down its crown

When trumpets sound the call

The bride will rise in spotless gown

And Satan’s knee will fall

 

By faith alone the bride will live

When love her deeds pursue

When Christ her heart and soul she’s give

When truth has made her new..... P.T.O.....

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Submitted: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Last Updated: Tuesday, July 30, 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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