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Yesterday's Beginning.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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      Yesterday's Beginning.....

While running wild as yesterday

Wisdom has long discerned

Like foolish sheep we’ll always stray

Until the facts are learned

 

Till Heaven’s Truth the world has seen

And takes it for her own

She’ll fail to live as would a queen

And share life’s royal throne

 

Until she’s free of spot and stain

Until she seeks on high

Her children live their lives in vain

Still steeped in sin they die

 

So each now saved has much to do?

Great works may yet be done?

By grace of God each day anew

Arise and serve The Son

 

We each should take a look inside

Truly of self to learn

Reveal to God the things we’d hide

And offer these to burn

 

We must be rid of all past shame

Rid of satanic lies

Receive from God a brand new name

Breaking demonic ties

 

We need to show there’s been a change

Our knee should humbly bow

Even if friends would think us strange

If they could see us now

 

When all these things have seen the dawn

When Christ returns from high

More souls by grace will be reborn

And never more will die.....

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Submitted: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Last Updated: Wednesday, August 28, 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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