God's Holy Nation Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Our world at large seems cursed with wars
Distressed she writhes in pain
Her sinful brood bears open sores
Though lust for selfish gain


As one in Christ we must be freed
United throughout the earth
Bid God in each may plant His Seed
That grows to second birth


How can we praise our Maker’s name
When not in one accord
Are we to God not all the same
Is Jesus Christ not Lord


Does God not see mankind one race?
Consider then the shame
If we don’t come to take our place
As one in Jesus’ name


We each must dropp our “I’s” and “Me’s”
See all mankind as kin
Pray now as one On bended knees
Regardless of our skin


To feel each other’s warm embrace
Our arms must open wide
It’s not the colour of a face
We ask to come inside


Through Christ God's Lamb we must unite
Drink deep of Heaven’s Flow
In love stand firm win every fight
Against the common foe


From darkest black to palest white
All colour shades between
God welcomes “ALL” with great delight
To live as Jesus’ queen…