Michael P. Johnson Poems

Yet still they come with filthy hands
In sin, they sing their song
They say, “God’s love, He understands
And knows we’re not so strong
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“Attack! Attack! Bring them in jail
They’ve still not found The Way
Each fool is mine, that comes to fail
So let’s have no delay
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“A few will come at feasting time
A few in times of drought
They’ll crave release, from every crime
When faith replaces doubt
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Have you ever been to Negative?
Have you seen such foolish pride?
Where peace and joy one seeks to give
Is lightly cast aside?
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“I called, that you should come to me
Through love to understand
The secret things to set you free
Revealed within my hand
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How sad it is when people die
How quickly tears run free
Seeing how empty; bodies lie
Once life ceases to be
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The devil plants his forceful seed
Amidst The Father’s wheat
On evil thoughts it loves to feed
And thrive on gross deceit
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Yet will we rid our worldly cares?
Be healed of sin led pains?
Or do we love the devil’s snares?
Seek comfort through his chains?
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Distractions which from God would turn
Would rob us of His peace
Must be to us of grave concern
And brought at once to cease
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Has Heaven’s Lamb removed your shame?
Has love revived life’s song?
Does in your heart burn Holy Flame
Convicting ways gone wrong
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