It’s Not All True Poem by Michael P. Johnson

It’s not all true what people say
Nor wise what neighbours tell
But truth’s revealed along The way
From Heaven’s faithful Well

Salvation comes when Christ we drink
And eat God’s living Word
Changing our hearts, the way we think
When once we’ve truly heard

By love and grace we’ll see The Light
Christ’s death upon the tree
Darkness will quit and take its flight
As Truth our soul sets free

Free of our sin and wayward shame
The thoughts of babbling fools
Of death of hell of endless flame
And man’s religious rules

Our world should view The True report
Set free what sin has cursed
Should let Christ’s Truth in schools be taught
And quench her Godless thirst

Rampant! Her master’s running wild
To him; she’ll bend her knee
Her children’s souls are so defiled
They’re far too blind to see

Her darkest age may yet prevail
Although The Truth’s at hand
Yet tightly bound to flee from jail
She fails to understand

Only The living Christ God’s Son
Can bring our eyes to see
Only through Him can wars be won
To set the captive free