
Luke 16:23. “In hell, where he was in
torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side.”
The
torment of hell’s no unfounded fancy,
It’s
from hell the rich man begs for leniency,
But
no matter how his sad voice for help pleads,
No
body for this wretched life intercedes.
There
in the sheer hell of his daily torment,
He is
made much worse, in the very moment
His sad
eyes look up, and see there in heaven,
The beggar
has the place he is not given.
At
Abraham’s side, says the teaching Jesus,
Is
the poor beggar, the man named Lazarus;
He’s
there at the side of the heavenly one,
Why?
Tell me what he’s done that I have not done?
For a
different reason, this torment gets worse,
And
it’s not because of some demonic curse,
This
man had been given the Lord’s rich blessing,
Through
it all he knew luxurious living,
He
was neither a spendthrift nor a miser,
Yet
his good living made him none the wiser;
Now
in his hopelessly poor, pathetic state,
He
realized he did not with God relate:
This,
in depth image of torment, in one’s hell,
A
seriously strong warning to me doth tell,
When
God’s blessings I share with others freely,
I
must never share them according to me.
Amen!
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