Where Truth Is Poem by Michael P. Johnson

The world frustrating churches now
From youth till old and grey
To self alone they’ll come to bow
Leading many astray

Religiously pompous they’ll walk
Smiling shaking one’s hand
With pious terms, righteous they’ll talk
With heads steeped deep in sand

Beware! Lost children seeking light
Observe a little while
Whether to stay, or take your flight
Swiftly down the aisle

Christ’s building churches everywhere
One’s heart and soul ignites
Where gifted Shepherds truth will share
To scale to higher heights

Revealing Christ, to know He’s true
Reasoning why He died
Bringing Salvation close to you
That grace be magnified

Go to where self’s no sacrifice
To see Salvation’s dawn
Where Jesus paid every price
To see lost sheep reborn

Hell’s ravenous wolves are prowling
Demons maraud and kill
We’ll see no villains scowling
Doing the devil’s will

Be wise as snakes, guiltless as doves
Seek out people who care
Where Pastors serve, where Jesus loves
Receive, life’s choicest fare…..