Whoever Comes Poem by Michael P. Johnson

“Come as you are”, the world was told
“Come taste The Truth and see”
Yet sheep are dying in the cold
Whom Jesus died to free


I see the churches far and wide
I hear the tales they tell
I know the things they try to hide
That leads to death and hell


There’s class distinction in the bride
Although I’ve taught it’s wrong
It’s caused in some a great divide
Singing the devil’s song


Forming their groups of puffed up air
Their factions walk alone
They’re still on the road to nowhere
With hearts so cold as stone


You all have sinned and fallen short
You all in Christ have need
Although you’ve heard my true report
And sampled Heaven’s Seed


Love one another, Jesus told
I see your hearts from high
Bring all my sheep into the fold
Leave none of them to die


The arrogant walk with prideful mind
The scornful live deceived
So many die because they’re blind
Because of lies believed


It matters not how sheep arrive
What burdens people bear
What clothes they wear what car they drive
When Jesus’ love you share…