Killing Death

by Ken Pullen

Written on Thursday, March 28th

Oh, greatest of all fear

keep death from coming near!

The silent creeping scream within

due to the weight of sin

denied

nowhere to hide

falling, falling, falling into the abyss

resisting, persisting, insisting on keeping all that fear, delusion

locked up inside

whirlwind of interior confusion

facade, illusionary exterior works so hard to hide

Why, why, why is this so

oh, you really do know

using His name as a curse word

mocking all who believe in Him as inferior, absurd

probably using His name in vain

in your vitriol superior stance refrain

right now

always showing disdain

for the truth of the living, risen Lord Jesus Christ

when, when oh man, woman will you come out from the darkness

fighting, ignoring, rebellion hatred in truth

of the Truth

the Way

the Light

leading to the only Life

KILLING DEATH

Ahh, that thing called truth cuts into the soul like a hot knife

Imagine if you can, impossible for any man

woman, child to ever know

the suffering endured, the love exhibited on that cross

the culmination of every part

of God’s plan

from His loving, merciful, forgiving heart

to come

only asking everyone to come

to His Son

the Lord Jesus Christ

truly fully God come to earth

truly fully man of skin

nailed to that tree of shame

to take upon Him our sin

KILLING DEATH

ahh, that fear of greatest fears

no longer

comes near

upon coming out from darkness

out from being darkness

harkening to the tug, the sound of true kindness

warming the cold dead heart and lost soul

God come to earth

this place of such dearth

of any light, as all are consumed in wickedness deserving

the death He took upon Himself

for my sake

for your sake

come,

come,

come,

to the cross where God sacrificed Himself for our sin

allowing us to have victory, to win

over death

never truly dying

if only

if only

if only

to begin

to believe

confess

progress, individual movement, take the steps

repent

believe

see the empty tomb and become one of those disciples along the road

walking with the Lord

He Who killed death

for any, for all, who will but come

come,

come,

come,

to His loving heart and arms in belief

finding a relief

found nowhere

in nothing

on earth

nowhere man

nowhere woman

only the shed blood of the Lord Jesus Christ

could afford, make possible

what the world thinks impossible…

KILLING DEATH

for any, for all who would but come

believe

submit

repent

follow

love, cherish, obey

today

for no one knows how many more breaths

heartbeats

remain

for there is coming a time, a moment there will be the last

ones…

do not allow the tragic refrain

“Oh, if only, if only I would have…”

for you can have

eternal life

all sin of the past

gone

forgiven

get on with living!

For God came to earth

Jesus

the Christ

knowing before He and His Father made the heavens and the earth

that He would be called upon to die upon that tree

for me

for thee

for any, for all who can come and see, come and hear

draw near

to Jesus

transforming, born anew

from within

no longer going about without

making the Lord Jesus Christ

Lord of your life

for He came

lived

died

conquered death resurrected on that third day

making the way

KILLING DEATH

for me

for you

if only…

if only…

if only…

answering when called

hearing His voice

feeling the power of His love

coming to know what He did on that cross

from the tomb

all from above

if only…

if only…

if only…

each would allow the Holy Spirit to work within

as He will then remove all sin

and a new life, REAL LIFE!

FINALLY LIFE!

can begin

KILLING DEATH!

for eternity…