Hold Onto God Poem by Paula Glynn

He puts those in hell,
Who thought they were free,
The angels don't come,
They just let the devil be.

But Jesus will listen,
He is up in the sky,
Watching the damned,
As they cry.

There is no mercy here,
Just pain and agony,
Desperate for freedom,
Making those trapped insane.

There is no respite,
Until you turn to God,
His gentle hand will lift you up,
Your days in hell just a memory,
Never to be relived.

You don't want to anger God:
You will need his strength,
To face the trials and tribulations of life,
To honour the sick and the dying.

Jesus sends down his angels,
To guide all in need,
And where you once did bleed,
Your soul will be released,
Into the heavens above,
A lesson learnt, a heart broken,
But now mended by God,
Who fixes that broken arrow of love.

There should be only love,
There should only be praise,
For the lord above,
And those gifts given by God,
Need to be cherished and nurtured.

Love needs to shine from your heart,
As you remember those bloody chains,
And being torn apart,
But now you are free,
To explore earth and every galaxy.