The Day's Far Spent Poem by Michael P. Johnson

The day's far spent, evening draws nigh
What is life's season for?
Living a while, destined to die
To enter an unseen door

For this! YAHOVAH created
All peoples, you and me
Though constant deliberated
Choices are each one free

The bible's shown through history
Plainly throughout mankind
What doubt sees as a mystery
Searches! Life's Way, will find

Few read the old, few read the new
As one! read lesser still
Through struggles, wars, under review
People have sought God's will

But where, who, plus one can agree?
Devils are angels too?
How One God can truly be three?
This Way, or that pursue?

Hidden! but clearly in sight
To mortal flesh and bone
Eternal, living in Light
God reigns on Life's throne

To all who's sins are forgiven
To all who'll seek His face
Life's Promise through Christ is given
With Loves, eternal grace

This! is not, the time for doubting
If Father, Son, Ghost, is ONE
Though one's self's sown seed is sprouting
But will you! have Life's crown won.....