Gateway

I believe beyond physical existence
there is a fourth dimension;
the timeless realm of thought, the soul and spirits
of various forms and intentions.
I believe that Jesus will return
to reward and judge as He sees fit
with heaven for eternity
or infinite torment in the abyss.
Raise your hands to the King of Kings
and say, «Hosanna, save me!»
The time is short; don’t wait to be saved.
Yesterday’s tomorrow is today!
Be born again and let your old life die away…
stand up and run through The Gateway…
I wonder if hell is like a black hole
swirling in the depths of space;
a prison from where the condemned
will never leave or escape.
Maybe above the nexis to it’s horizon
a great sign might stand in the astral frontier
that would read:
«All hope abandon ye who enter here.».
Raise your hands to the King of Kings
and say, «Hosanna, save me!»
The time is short; don’t wait to be saved.
Yesterday’s tomorrow is today!
Be born again and let your old life die away…
stand up and run through The Gateway…
Once, as I was flying home,
I stared out the window pondering
why Jesus died to save everyone
when some are so undeserving.
Then, as we rose into a higher altitude,
the hills and vales became a distant plain
and it occurred to me that in the eyes of God
we are all worth the same.
You’re the only way to be saved,
and it has always amazed me
that somewhere between B.C. and A.D.,
time and the whole world
stopped on Your birthday.
Merry Christmas…