Michael P. Johnson Poems

Though many in Christ may truly strive
Though precious seed we sow
It seems but only tares can thrive
And Satan’s weeds can grow
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God’s sweetest fruit we long to share
From nought we choose to lack
Whilst driving life’s road to nowhere
With Jesus in the back
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Salvation’s dawn brightens by grace
Through Jesus’ blood on high
When troubled souls seek out God’s face
When to the Lord we cry
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“Forgive me please this time of night
My friend’s in so much pain
Across the moor we saw your light
Despite this fog and rain
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“Come help me Lord this cross to bear
Come teach my soul to pray
Come set me free from Satan’s snare
And strengthen me to stay
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Uphold, your shepherd’s hand in prayer
Show each in Christ how much you care
When work is shared by all at hand
Shepherds so helped are sure to stand
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The living Christ is truly King
His praise is rich and rife
Which tribute could a sinner bring
For grace & endless life
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“Do you recall the time you said
Your Jesus loves me too
Till then I thought that He was dead
He only lived in you
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This world’s in such an evil state
As anyone can see
Yet some blame God some others fate
Or is it you and me
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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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