Michael P. Johnson Poems

The priests of old would offer blood –Heb.9: 7
For self, and public sin
They’d sacrifice just as they should –Heb.9: 9+10: 11
Yet still they’d fail to win –Heb.10: 4
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They said I’d never rise to much
Man thought it from the start
Until I felt the Spirit’s touch
When Jesus claimed my heart
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I’ve read a tract, which someone sent
Of those who die in shame
Who live to sin, who won’t repent
Who’ll end their lives in flame
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Through sickness, man may lose some weight
Through worry or through pain
Yet food upon a dinner plate
Oft makes it right again
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Adam, through sin felt quite alone –Gen.3: 8
God knew yet called his name –Gen.3; 9
God saw him crouch behind a stone
To hide his face in shame
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God takes no joy in death of man
It’s through His hand man lives!
Serving His name the best we can
With all the grace He gives
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Upon the good Ship Christ The Lord
I thought I’d always sail
Not in a storm fall overboard
Nor sink to Satan’s jail
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I’ve been to this I’ve been to that
Since part of Jesus’ bride
Each church had WELCOME on their mat
But what was found inside?
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Jesus, Jesus is it not time?
For You to claim Your bride
Please take us from this world of crime
Now with You to abide
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When the future lies behind us
When we hide beneath God’s wing
Where the devil cannot find us
Where Christ is Lord and King
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