THE CHAMPION

In the vast expanse of a timeless place The audience for the fight of ages

Where silence ruled the outer space Was assembled in place;

Ominously-towering it stood; The angels came in splendor from a star

The symbol of spirit war The saints that had gone before were there—

Between the one name Lucifer Jeremiah, Enoch, Job

And the morning star, the Ultimate of Good. They were singing the songs of Zion

On David’s harp.

Enveloped by a trillion planets

Clean as lighting, and hard as granite The demons arrived, defensive and vile,

A cosmic coliseum would host the end Cursing and blaspheming God,

Of the war between the Lord of Sin and Death Followed by their trophies dead and gone—

And the Omnipotent Creator of man’s first breath Hitler, Napoleon, Pharaoh, Capone

Who will decide forever— Tormented and vexed, and grieved,

Who will be the Champion. Waiting for their judgment from the throne

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Then a Persona, yes, extraordinaire Then He pointed His fingers at Satan, and said,

Appeared the center ring— “And I know you know the rules, you’ve been

God the Father will oversee the duel Twisting them to deceive my people for years.”

Opening the Book of Life, Satan cried, “I’ll kill you Christ, you’ll never

Each grandstand hushed in awe Win this fight.”

As majestically He said,

“Now here’s the rules. The bell, the crowd, the fight was on.

He’ll be wounded for the transgressions, The devil leaped in fury

Bruised for iniquities.” With all his evil tricks he came undone;

He threw his jabs of hate and lust,

A stab of pride and envy, but the hands

When He said, “By His stripes they’re healed”,
That knew no sin, blocked everyone.
The Devil was shocked and said,
Forty days and forty nights they fought
“Sickness is my specialty. I hate that healing junk.”
But Satan couldn’t touch Him.
Then the Father looked at His Only Son, and said,
Now the final blow saved for the final round.
“You know the rules, Your blood will cleanse their
Prophetically, Christ’s hands came down.
Sins and calm their fears.”
Then Satan struck in vengeance;

The blow of death fell Jesus to the ground.

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God the Father turned His head, Oh yes! He has won! He has won!

His tears announcing Christ was dead. He is alive forevermore.

The ten count would proclaim the battle’s end. He is risen! He is risen!

Then Satan trembled through his sweat in unexpected horror; He is Lord, He is Lord!

Yet as God started to count by saying,

“TEN” / Hey wait a minute God Proclaim the news to every tongue,

“NINE” / Stop you’re counting wrong Through endless ages and beyond.

“EIGHT” / His eyes are moving! Let it be voiced from the mountains loud and strong

“SEVEN” / His fingers are twitching! Captivity has been set free!

“SIX” / Where’s all the lights coming from? Salvation is brought for you and me.

“FIVE” / He’s ALIVE! Cause Satan is defeated

“FOUR” / Oh no! And JESUS/ IS/ THE/ CHAMPION

“THREE”/ ”TWO”

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