It’s Getting Worse Poem by Michael P. Johnson

“Lord, on the earth it’s hard to live
Each day it’s getting worse
The world must turn that You’ll forgive
And free her of the curse

Your children who in Christ are found
Turn now to You in prayer
That grace and love would so abound
The world would know You’re there

True knowledge Lord You’ve given free
To those who were the least
Who humbly pray on bended knee
For strength to fight the beast

At large; mankind will wheel and deal
They murder rape and lie
Even young children cheat and steal
And ssteeped in shame they die

We see the filth, the devil’s mess
His chaos in the land
Lord, young and old in deep distress
Allow to understand

Too many think they have it all
They see no harm in sin
Though full of pride they’re walking tall
Allowing Satan win

Rekindle Lord Your Flame inside
Relieve us of our pain
Replenish here Your chosen bride
Revive us once again

Allow more grace to let them see
Give power Your truth to tell
Authority to set more free
From him who’ll burn in hell”