Tell Lost Souls Poem by Michael P. Johnson

The lost are lost for a reason
In wayward wanton shame
Willingly living in treason
Denying Jesus' name

Should I not tell them what I know
Man, woman, girl and boy
Where each can learn The Way to go
Ending in endless joy

What about the foreign stranger?
Both rich and downcast poor
To steer each free of danger
And all You plan endure

The bible speaks of such things Lord
Troubles of saints before
Torn asunder, killed by sword
Tortured through trials galore

If this Lord God should be my fate
To end this life in blood
Let boldness open wide its gate
And deep within me flood

Lord, I seek and choose to serve You
Because of all You've done
Because of life bestowed anew
Through Jesus Christ Your Son

So kneeling here I'm praying
To meet my daily need
To hear Your Spirit saying
How best to sow Life's Seed

Faithful I truly believe You
By faith I seek Your face
Believing this child You will endue
To live a life of grace.....