A Pagan Hymn (Farewell To Jesus) Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

Tombs of the dead and ancient graves!
Do you really believe that Jesus saves?
Flesh rotting away, bones turned to dust,
And what of the Saviour we all trust?

Ah yes, you say, the spirit lives,
And this is the promise Jesus gives,
We live forever by His grace,
One day we'll see Him face to face!

The maggots had a tasty meal
And what a good thing that we can't feel
Them eating our liver and our brain -
Will Jesus really come again?

To believe in Jesus is all very well
But I've got a surer sense of Hell,
I've lived there now for many years
And shed a lot of fruitless tears.

Christ never saved my wretched soul
But sin and guilt have taken their toll,
Just lay me down and let me sleep,
I've no longer got the strength to weep.

Goodbye, Lord Jesus, give me peace,
Let Your false promises all cease,
Leave me alone, yes let me be,
Not duped by slave morality!