Join Up Now Poem by Michael P. Johnson

There’re many countries peoples, lands
But only a single race
Each individual should raise their hands
As one, seek Jesus’ face

If this were true, love; would increase
Understanding, would reign
As one family, we’d live in peace
With the one; true God again

Though this, of course may never be
Still countless far and wide
May seek for truth would bend their knee
For Jesus, then decide

“Who’ll turn to me! ” Christ Jesus said
Who’ll free their hearts of doubt
He’ll raise them from the walking dead
And no way cast them out

If each to sin would turn their back
See Jesus as their King
Though brown, yellow, though white or black
Life’s song as one we’ll sing

Maybe not with peals of thunder
With God’s Promise inside
While this world goes slowly under
For us will turn hell’s tide

With loud hallelujah’s cheer
For we with second birth
Our Saviour’s cloud will appear
To raise us from the earth

An instant into Paradise
Perfected will we be
Jesus will open wide our eyes
Our Father’s face to see…..