We Don't Have to Go to Hell

Wonder of wonders!
Jesus loves us
Despite our blunders

That Christ should choose us
And use us, after all
We deserve the blunderbuss

The mystery!  So profound!
The captain-pastor spoke well
Once lost, yes, but found
We don't have to go to hell

Good Friday

Soon after ribbons of flesh hung from His back

The regal color purple quickly fades to black

The Son of Man bearing our sin on the cross

The Son of God awfully redeeming our loss

God, forgive us for what we put You through

God, we praise You for making all things new

In Christ, our hope, our joy, our all-in-all

Because of the Resurrection, reverséd is the Fall

Once in a garden Father Adam sealed our fate

An empty garden tomb now provides a new slate

Up from the grave, He arose, He arose

When He'll be back? Truly, God only knows

Dear sinner, repent, cease your struggle and fight

Surrender yourself to Heaven, you may be there tonight