God’s Coming Poem by Michael P. Johnson

He’ll come with fire with drawn sword
Angry as none before
How will you face the day of The Lord
When time remains no more

No more The Lamb on Satan’s cross
Nor healing on His mind
For those then found full of dross
Will wish they’d not been born

Hell will beckon, heavens will shred
The sky will disappear
Whilst warriors cry screaming in dread
The world will quake in fear

To late will be for sobbing tears
Repentance will have past
Guilt will waken slumbering fears
With dice of death long cast

Regardless what most churches say?
Preaching and teaching wrong
When all but few have lost The Way
What then will be their song?

Personal with God man’s walk must be
Repenting lives of shame
Without The Truth no eye can see
With only self’s to blame

Get rid of filth of life’s disgrace
Earnestly seek The Way
Offer God time seek out His face
Obey Him whilst you may

He’s not a man, nor someone’s fool
God’s righteous through and through
Worship Him now obey each rule
So death will flee from you…..Michael P. Johnson