Stairway to Hell

I stood at the top of the Stairway to Hell.
I could smell the sulphur and pitch.
The smoke from the fires and the eternal flame
Made my ethereal body wretch and twitch.

I had lived all of my lifetime pleasing just me,
No thought to my immortal soul.
And now at the end I gazed down at the sight
Of what I would now eternally hold.

Satan had me in the palm of his hand.
I was a doomed and miserable man.
Forever to burn in this great lake of fire
Seemed my plight and Old Beelzebub’s plan.

Desolation and suffering rose like a cloud
Assailing my nostrils and eyes.
I was overwhelmed with sounds of the damned
As they moaned sadly and uttered loud cries.

I took the first step to the black and dark place
Where I would reside evermore.
Then I was awakened to find it a dream.
Welcomed relief flooded me to the core.

I called out to God, something I’d never done,
That He’d save a sinner like me.
He answered my prayer, and gave me a new life.
For the first time I am happy and free.

Now I know where I will spend all eternity
His grace gave me a great reprieve
He saved me there at the Stairway to Hell
From His precious side I will never leave.