Patricia Kelley (March 11 1957 / Oklahoma)
Jesus Christ Died for All
He died crucified on the cross.
Nails driven through His torn flesh,
Taking a hard thresh.
Giving his life for you and me,
Crying out Abba Father,
Forgive them for what they do to me.
Forgiving all men of their sins against Him,
He died on Calvary.
From men's hard assault and battery,
As the daylight sky darkened,
Their heart's hardened.
As the solid hard rock ground shook.
It was all foretold in the Great Book.
Creating a great earthquake,
Seeing the change in the weather,
It brought some together.
As they all stood and watched,
The great miracle from Heaven,
Seeing the ground leveled.
He descended to hell,
Setting the captives free,
Taking keys from hell's abyss,
Hearing satan violently hiss.
He ascended to Heaven to sit at the right side.
Of God the Father,
The Creator of Heaven and earth;
Remembering all of His sisters' and brothers',
Making hell His footstool,
He looks down upon the earth.
Traveling through the translucent highways,
He comes back to earth.
He starts the race
Against time to save all of His sisters' and brothers' that are destined to hell's lake of fire.
Refusing to retire,
It became a war against good and evil to see how many souls, they could each gather.
We can reach out to the lost and brokenhearted of the world to let them know that they have a Savior. That someone already paid the price for their sin. They don't have to live in the lie. They can be set free by Jesus Christ that died on Calvary. He died for all! No matter how hard they fall. Only God can put them back together again.
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