Love’s Calling Poem by Michael P. Johnson

As waters flow, dewdrops glisten
Long shadows, mountains cast
Nature will praise, with blessed souls
To He who’s, First & Last

While great trees raise arms on high
Wheat fields wave with delight
Screeching eagles soar in the sky
On whistling winds in flight

Whispers are heard, nothing will hide
Heaven raises acclaim
The Maker looks on satisfied
On souls praising His name

Creation’s display wondrous free
Dancing before Love’s face
Sinner and saint bending their knee
Children singing of grace

Jesus, Jesus, sharer of love
God’s glory magnified
Calling, wooing lost souls above
With caring arms held wide

“Come my children, as you are now
Regardless of your sin
Come to the cross, let your knees bow
And pray salvation in

I love you with a love unknown
Your future truly I care
Enter my presence round life’s throne
Eternity to share

All that I have is yours my child
When heart and soul see plain
Through faith alone be reconciled
Let love not call in vain.....