Give Christ Your Filth To Burn Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Beware of thoughts behind each deed
The reasons what we do
Make sure they’re germs of righteous seed?
Pure as Morning Dew

Though Christ may come man’s heart to claim
With Satan still inside
Until He’s free to purge of shame
His Spirit can’t abide

The Lord will stretch His mighty hand
Will speak and bring release
Will bring each child to understand
Will give eternal peace

But who gives mind to change their ways?
Who’ll seek The Lord on high?
Who’ll seek to serve Him all their days?
Who to all self will die?

Truth is the door to God divine
Lies are to hell the gate
We’re free to choose to drink their wine
And seal on earth our fate

Despise the heart that loves deceit
The eye that lusts for gain
Make here on earth life’s joy complete
Let Jesus come to reign

Be not like dogs that vomit eat
Nor pigs who’ll filth return
Stand firm in truth as God’s elite
Give Christ your filth to burn

Come into Christ be born anew
Receive Salvation’s crown
Reject the devil’s tempting brew
Refuse to be his clown…