Whilst Others Turn To Dust Poem by Michael P. Johnson

The strength of God has come to me
Power through Christ on high
The truth of which has set me free
Despite the devil’s lie

Christ’s sinless blood has made me whole
Has washed away my shame
Deceit was vanquished from my soul
As soon as Jesus came

As Heaven’s Light began to shine
As love began to sing
I knew that endless life was mine
And death had lost it’s sting

I knew The Truth, His wondrous face
I knew it from the start
I felt His love I felt His grace
Surge deep within my heart

The Fire of Heaven’s mighty sword
God’s gentle Dove divine
The blood of Jesus Christ my Lord
Brought tingles to my spine

Deceit has no more part of me
Hatred has long since gone
The Holy Ghost and I agree
None’s greater than God’s Son

What wealth to me has come inside
What blessings I’ve received
What wonders waits the chosen bride?
Of Him we have believed

It’s hard for me to wait that long
Although I know I must
But soon I’ll sing the victors song
Whilst others turn to dust