For Such! We’ll Stand In Queue Poem by Michael P. Johnson

All day and night we’ll stand in queue
From Satan to receive
Sickness, disease, even death two
To those he can deceive

Although we’ve heard about such things
We know; that sin can kill
We fly to it as if on wings
And so the graveyards fill

No shortages are yet in sight
We know there’s something wrong
We need some help to win the fight
The queue, grows ever long

When steeped in sin, and devil’s reign
When death is plain in sight
Man has no pill to ease the pain
No surgeon skill can right

No force on earth can turn the tide
No might foil Satan’s plan
Alone God’s Lamb, when once inside
Can bring relief to man

Through Jesus Christ salvation’s sent
True life that sees no end
If in His name we’d now repent
And on His blood depend

If this you do, you won’t regret
For I myself have tried
Far too many who Christ has met
Have thus so testified

Of course it may sound strange to you
As was at first to me!
But leave my friend the devil’s queue
Come taste the Lord and see…