The Journey to Hell and Back
Before Boötes’ bright Arcturus birth
or ere from abyss sprung the earth
a trip which celestial chasms spanned
in heaven’s hallowed halls was planned.
God’s Beloved Son would leave His throne
and come to earth as flesh and bone
to live and dwell with mortal man
and execute salvation’s plan.
Assailed by all the hosts of hell,
and those with whom he came to dwell.
The trials of His life were sore
as sin’s wet weight He bore.
Despised and rejected by men
He lived His life in Satan’s den.
A cruel death sent Him to hell
where clay feet go, since Adam fell.
God did not leave His soul in hell
Nor let his body rot and smell.
The third day death freed his guest
Christ rose with immortality dressed.
His Vic ‘try over death bought man,
salvation from sin’s evil plan.
We can now choose to live or die
The choices twain within us lie.
And once Christ’s work on earth was done,
God sent a host to get His Son.
The angels brought him to His throne
from earth’s dark spot to glory’s zone.
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