God Loves It Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Self ambition’s an evil seed
A danger to the soul
But love meeting another’s need
Will help to make us whole

Be a blessing a humble tool
Sweet aromas above
Abide by Jesus golden rule
Serve each other in love

Let each to all be great delights
Show others that we care
Dwell not in conflict settle fights
Give, what God gave to share

Love in spirit love with your heart
Give no regard to cost
Watch how burdens swiftly depart
Helping the weak and lost

For love’s no good unless its spread
Until we’re endless giving
Helping the sick the walking dead
Making their life worth living

True loves a gift through Christ divine
Making God’s children whole
For pouring forth His precious wine
For quenching of the soul

Be still and watch how love can be
How true love conquers all
Healing saving setting souls free
And broken hearts walk tall

From love, God never turns His face
Will not deny our land
Pouring blessings with fervent grace
Through Jesus’ caring hand