Michael P. Johnson Poems

You feel it here you see it there
You hear it’s joyful sound
The signs now plain are everywhere
With so much filth around
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Through sin! All flesh will fail to be
Before life’s Judge will stand
Who then their loved ones hope to see
Must be in Jesus’ hand
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We err we stray we land in jail
This fact we’ve all to tell
If no one comes to pay our bail
We’re doomed to roast in hell
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Oh Lord there’s yet so much to do
Through all You’ve had to give
Others I see have need of You
Yet fail to know You live
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I’m weeping here in deep disgrace
Full sin and steeped in shame
I sought no time to seek God’s face
Although I knew His name
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Adam, through sin had caused a storm -Gen.2: 17-18
His grief would see no end
So God sought out a human form
To which He would descend
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They seek Him here they seek Him there
They seek Him more and more
The Truth they’re seeking everywhere
Yet fail to find The Door
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Perfection was Jehovah’s plan
Fulfilled when He created man
Till on life’s scene the devil came
Persuading us to acts of shame
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Whether we live whether we die
Without God’s Lamb we’ll wonder why
But those in Christ can sleep at night
For peace abounds within The Light
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In palace sewer chair a pew
Satanic hoards wait out of view
Deep in one's bowels the devils lurk
Tempting God’s sheep to evil work
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