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Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
(To the greater glory of God)
Job 38:17, Psalm 68:18-22; Matthew 12:38-41; Acts 2:22-32; Romans 10:7; Ephesians 4:7-10, 1 Peter 3:18-20, and 1 Peter 4:6.
Lo! by His resurrection He swept off
The platform haunts and havens interim,
For heavens bliss and everlasting love
Can henceforth solely be found in Him.
He called forth shades from eras most remote,
From every culture, nation stock and clan,
Instructing them of the Creator God
And of His wise and salutary plan.
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Of the Gehenna hell - men should not speak,
If it is empty or full - we know it not.
Though Dante dared - on mountain Error's peak,
But simple man should trust a loving God.
He called forth Nations - who had lived and died,
Before He came and therefore knew Him not
And taught and preached to them - arms open wide,
About the living and the saving God.
He called poor Lazarus from Abraham's Breast.
And the Good Thief from transit Paradise,
Made obsolete, and void by His bequest -
Of heaven's bliss wrought by His sacrifice.
He overthrew King Hades on his throne.
With His redeeming salutary breath
And chased his saturnine Queen Persephone,
And grinning minions of demise and death.
The transfer of poor souls to Hades' hell
Was interrupted promply and cut short
At the loud ringing of the Easter Bell,
The glorious resurrection of the Lord.
The crowning phase of Jesus's ministry,
This breaking open of the crust and rind
Of sheol's walls to set its captives free.
Lost prisoners of wounded humankind.
Of great momentum is the Lord's descent
Into the realm of the dead and gone,
As ever living proof and testament
That night can not defeat the Rising Sun.
In solidarity with mankind, His abode
Like theirs, would be the silence of the grave,
Barred off by stones or well bestrewed with sod,
Unsuited fate - for Him that came to save.
He truly died, made the experience
Of death and separation's pangs and throes.
But anguish gave way to obedience
And the Abyss of sacrificial love.
His mortal frame still resting in the tomb,
His spirit/soul a-shining glorified.
He opened up the subterranian womb
Of Sheol/Hades and glum Limbo's night.
Behold dear souls! He truly entered hell
And crushed the walls of Hades and Sheol
Dried up the pools where fetid waters swell,
And where regret profound torment the soul.
He did descend to Sheol/Hades hell,
The desolate forbidding place Sheol.
His radiance lit up the citadel
Of hopelessnes for the imprisoned soul.
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