Mercy Is The Fruit Of Love Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Salvation is a love affair
A covenant of blood
God reaching out with man to share
But few have understood


For who sees Jesus Christ divine
Who does His perfect will
We treat His blood like common wine
Just good enough to spill


Yet mercy is the fruit of love
God’s gift to one and all
If when to Him we turn above
And seek Him when we fall


We’ll know to whom the Wind has blown
To whom God’s Spirit’s sent
For mercy heals when love is shown
When contrite hearts repent


God pours His grace like morning dew
Life’s Truth becomes so plain
Our lives become as though brand new
Through Christ we’re born again


Mercy’s the fruit, of love divine
Of this there is no doubt
I praise the Lord such grace is mine
What hope has man, without


God’s love is true His mercy’s real
We see it every day
So who know how the Lord must feel
To see it thrown away


We must be true from this day on
Our every sin confess
Have faith in God and in His Son
True love won’t stand for less.