You drank too much.
Loved yourself too much.
Fornicator swine.
You played bingo, and the lotto,
And went to church,
Yet, you would not buy a cup of coffee,
for this friend of mine.

You bet on the horses;
Smoked your cigarettes,
But, when it came to someone else,
Your mind played soon forgets.

You knew there was a God.
He seemed so far away.
And this Jesus, Savior Guy,
You'd deal with Him on Judgement Day.

Yes, you've got material.
You think you've got control.
It isn't very funny,
When the devil has your soul.
Someday, he'll come to collect,
The you, he robbed and stoled.
You are wracked and finished;
Your deception story told.

Satan will come in and prance.
Without Jesus Christ, Loving, Living Messiah,
Savior, King, you haven't got a chance.
Hell's gates are opened wide.
To Truth, Light, and God,
You've finally said good-bye,
As the demons bid you,.
to come inside and cry.

The place that lives to torment,
With smoke and brimstone's flame.
Farewell to Savior Jesus Christ,
Redemption in His Name.
The sinful flames in outer darkness,
Will flicker with delight.
True tormentors will hold you captive,
In forever's day and night.

Your teeth will nash,
And you will scream in forever doom.
The devil will laugh, and throw more hellish
Fire for you to consume.
Then, without a doubt, you'll know, Jesus Christ,
Savior, Messiah, was indeed, True,
As Satan burns and destroys all the
Good that's left in you.


Ida Rosetta Raye Johnson