They Seek Him Here Poem by Michael P. Johnson

They seek Him here they seek Him there
They seek Him more and more
For truth they’re seeking everywhere
Yet fail to find The Door

The Door to life is far from fine
Not silver, gold nor brass
No beauty, man could call Devine
And so they quickly pass

They seek a place to suit their taste
A pleasure to the eye
But without Truth, their time they’ll waste
And just like fools they’ll die

Others believe they have it made
They’ve gone an extra mile
Yet Spirit void, they wilt and fade
Wearing in church a smile

Religion’s spread through every land
Traditions, take pride of place
Through works, they seek to understand
But God still hides His face

For Jesus died to set us free
As written in “The Book”
Salvation’s cross is plain to see
But which of us will look?

A strong delusion! God will send
To those who Christ refuse
Although through deeds they hope to live
Their lives they’ll surely lose

Religion cannot rise above
However much is tried
God’s church is based on Jesus’ love
The fact He lives who died...