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At The Entrance, 2
I was the first to come here, not the last.
Although a few brief moments' time has passed,
many have come in, too. I try to greet
each of those that I have a chance to meet.
Gathered here, rapidly, is quite a crowd,
freed from death---and the grave, the worm, the shroud.
Among the many is but one belief
in one Messiah, Lord of our Salvation
unto eternal life without duration
where neither possibility of sin
nor its forerunner, slick and smooth temptation
(or rough and sticky, henceforth enter in;
neither their kindred---suffering and grief.
True!, so I say, once crucified a thief.
Christ's promised cleansed me from my fleshly taint,
and changed this dying sinner to a saint
alive in Him, eternally forever,
and neither judgment nor hellfire can sever
me from Him. All the goodness He supplies
sustains, also, this planted Paradise,
offered to those who on His Word believe---
like me, and those two there, Adam and Eve,
who walked in shortly after I did. Here
they once dwelt, when upon the earthen sphere
this garden thrived around them for a while,
before Christ raised it from the reach of guile.
Starward
[jlc]
