Sunday Poem: Does Hell Exist?

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Is Hell a real place, with demons and fire,

where the unrepentant exist for eternity?

Could a loving God cause such pain,

do we know with any certainty?

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If a person kills someone in cold blood,

did they do anything  wrong?

Do they belong inside the Pearly Gates,

where Angels praise God in song?

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How could any person be happy,

when they have lived a life of sin?

Wouldn’t a reward with the saints,

show that Satan’s way scores a win?

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You might ask how a loving Creator,

could punish any human He formed?

Then please explain our secular hypocrisy,

of calling the death penalty judicial reform?

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If there is no Hell, why should Jesus judge us,

separating the “goats” and “sheep?”

If everyone will retire in Heaven,

do God’s laws we need to keep?

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I believe mankind is afraid of the consequences,

of living a life filled with pleasure and greed.

We prefer to put “me” first before others,

and focus our life on objects we think we need.

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So deny the existence of Hell and punishment,

deny that the LORD Jesus will return to judge.

Do as you please in your own daily life,

forget the Bible; against God hold a grudge.

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At the end of the world when all is gone,

rivers dried up and the planet a large flame.

If you ignored the word of God,

then you are the one who is to blame.

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Is Hell a real place that exists,

somewhere in a bottomless abyss?

I’d rather leave it in God’s hands,

and greet Jesus with a loyal kiss.

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Poem by David Andre Davison

4 thoughts on “Sunday Poem: Does Hell Exist?

  1. Delve it may miserably it taken me i ask tis he deepen i fallen, Quell,…..
    To add me my stoney of medusa, ask tis he bystanding,
    chased my fellow it reigned, it wert cold and the glistening of rain, mud , slipery it tainted the evils it made of my body i feel my hand am no longer belief misery
    dad is i, do else i private me and the lord laughed…
    a rabbit it chastised in my goblin laughed i loathe he rebuker me may
    i die, guile guilty is i my own wisdom,
    Viking tit made on my bodily, exchange and the painsplead not ,
    i felon met gorgons you i my top dunce is it me
    Devil between i rasped is it Wayne’s world, do spread it m Ray Burton, do pray me tell mama

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