Repent Or Burn (1) Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Of sin of shame, of evil seen
From filth that leads to hell
We pray The Lord would make us clean
To serve and live to tell


We frequent church we offer praise
We pray on bended knees
On Heaven’s shore we seek to gaze
Yet God we fail to please


We brag God’s Spirit’s in our heart
We sing with smiling face
Yet with our tongues we’ll tear apart
Another saved by grace


Our hateful tongues are never still
Our slanderous ways aren’t few
With smiling face we cheat and kill
And say we’re born anew


That spoken in the secret sphere
Those chosen words of bile
When Heaven shouts them loud and clear
Let’s see if then we smile


The Lord God’s eyes are far from blind
He’ll judge the quick and dead
He sees inside each heart and mind
The things we’ve done and said?


The day when books are open wide
When all has been revealed
Will Jesus see you as a bride?
Whom God has richly sealed?


Or will you rue your wayward tongue?
The filth you’ve had to tell?
Regret of all the evil sung?
Eternal days in hell…