Michael P. Johnson

Gold Star - 7,370 Points (7th Nov.1943 / New Silksworth / Sunderland Co/Durham England)

Waste Not Want Not - Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Life’s wasted; when one fails to find
The Way to Heaven’s Door
Erring as ever deaf and blind
As fools have done before

Life’s wasted when we fail to seek
The Saviour’s guiding Hand
Who calls the lost strengthens the weak
And helps to live as planned

Yet fools still twist still turn and sway
As life was but a game
Happy to live the devil’s way
Within their bed of shame

Incessantly in filth they lie
Continually obscene
In danger till the day they die
Whilst Love can’t intervene

No force is used by Heaven’s Hand
Man’s free to pick and choose
The way to hell or Promised Land
To win through Christ or loose

So though He lives and loves to share
Though still Christ reaches out
Yet foolish living everywhere
Will die festooned in doubt

Let wisdom reign whilst Christ is nigh
Whilst grace remains us free
Repent, call Jesus’ name on high
And humbly bend your knee

Allow God’s Truth to penetrate
Repent your life of crime
Seek now! The Key to Heaven’s Gate
Waste no more priceless time

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2008



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