Michael P. Johnson Poems

A veil hung in God’s holy place
Between the Lord and human race
High priests alone could enter in
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God’s secret of His Son is out –1Co.2: 7
The world believes absurd –1Co.1: 18
To see we need to cast off doubt –Jn.20: 29
And recognize His Word –Jn.13: 20
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Our risen Lord is heard and seen –1Co.15: 4-8
Throughout the book of life –Jn.8: 58
A shadow but to Jesus’ queen –Lk.8: 10
The church His faithful wife
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Mankind behaved like wayward fools
Whilst having all and more
We failed to keep creation’s rules
So Heaven closed the door
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Giving and taking wilful hands
Before God’s throne we bow
To place on fingers golden bands
As symbols of a vow
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Me go to church would be in vain!
There’s nothing more to see
At home I’ve so much more to gain
The church has nought for me
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Our world at large seems cursed with wars
Distressed she writhes in pain
Her sinful brood bears open sores
Though lust for selfish gain
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A Shepherd raised a flock of sheep
He tends them day and night
His love for them is true and deep
He keeps them all in sight
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The church of Christ is often small
No roof to call her own
But there Her Shepherd’s heard the call
And lives to Christ alone
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Some go to church and life is fine
They treat their neighbours well
They eat the bread they drink the wine
Still on the road to hell
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