Even Life's Dregs Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Wandering lost, foolish and blind
Living to self desire
As filth and scum of all mankind
We’re destined for the fire

A waste of space a waste of time
Denying He who’s Lord
A constant stream of putrid slime
A disobedient horde

Like goats and sheep that’s gone astray
Like ships without a sail
We need God’s grace to find The Way
His hand, so not to fail

We need The Christ! The Father’s Son
The Lamb He chose to die
Through whom alone our battle’s won
Through whom we learn to fly

We have The Truth and understand
We have God’s strength to win
We’ve hope through faith to rise as planned
Beyond this realm of sin

As eagles soaring high above
As falcons on the wing
We’ll rise through Christ through selfless love
Redemption’s songs to sing

We’ll sing of grace a billion years
Of love, ten billion more
We’ll dance when free of all past fears
Beyond The Father’s door

For thanks to God we have The Keys
His love and tender care
The choice to pray on bended knees
Through Jesus everywhere