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
That 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 on earth 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
Praying 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

As one in Christ we must unite
Drink deep of Heaven’s Flow
In love we’ll stand 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……