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Take My Hand

10:30 p.m. I was off to bed One last drink before I lay my head Then I heard a voice and got up to see There was the Lord looking back at me The Lord said—“Take my hand my son and I shall take you to Heaven... And I’ll have you back in bed before eleven.” So I took His hand and off we flew Like a bolt of lightning to meet Heavens crew There we were standing by His Throne He embraced me with His brilliance and welcomed me home The Angels were hovering while singing their song As they whispered to me “This is where you belong” I then fell to my knees and began to cry As the Lord revealed His Heavenly sky The Lord said—“Get up my son there is so much more to see” And then the Angels sang to Him “Glory Be to Thee” I was so mesmerized by His Love and Light Visiting Heaven was such a Majestic sight The Lord said—“I shall now take you back... But before we do...” everything now turned to black The Lord said—“Now my son I shall take you to Hell... So you may bare witness to where demons dwell... Be not afraid my son, have no fright For you are protected by my inner light” So down we go as we approach the Hellish gates The demons scatter abound but the dark one awaits We are now in the catacombs of Hell Where Satan commands your soul to sell... So now the Lord took me back before eleven I fell asleep and woke up at seven In the morning I struggle, was it just a dream? Even so, I shall always remember what I have seen. Feb.22.2016 ^WW^

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