Defeated at the Cross

 

 

Defeated at the cross

Our primary adversary,

Not to come as some believe

But proven in history.

 

It is finished!

The shout of victory,

Not of defeat or delirium

Because of agony.

 

Satan the Prosecutor

Defeated at the cross,

Thus, to the victor the spoils

And recovery of the lost.

 

The scathing criticism,

The mocking and the scorn,

Transformed in but a moment,

Antichrists, be warned!

 

 

Oft we bind the devil

Who is already bound,

Note, captivity was led captive;

The victory resounds.

 

Do not fear the devil

Who thought he had won

But have faith in Christ Jesus

For the work is done.

 

King of kings is he

And Lord of lords as well,

The prince of darkness is defeated

Listen to his death knell.

 

Defeated at the cross

Satan and his demons,

And this for the believer means

So great salvation.

 

 

Defeated at the cross:

Hope for you and me

And all that believe in Christ

Shall live eternally.

 

No more prosecutor,

Satan is out of work,

He’s bound as bound can be,

Liberty to the Church!

 

No need for justice

Where there’s no accuser,

God’s mercy and His grace

Vanquished the abuser.

 

 

Defeated at the cross,

Satan’s head is crushed,

Tell me, if you truly believe this,

Why do you still fuss?

 

If Jesus said it’s finished,

What more is there

Other than to walk in victory

Rather than in fear?

 

Stewart Russell © February 2, 2025

 

Prophetic or Pathetic?

 

 

So many prophets

Not to mention apostles

And their influence is alarmingly great

Among all peoples.

 

Not only in our country

But also, abroad

And all of them are indicating

That they have been called.

 

Called to this office

And called to that

And the gullible gobbles it up

As unadulterated fact.

 

Even when pathetic

And prophecies go adrift,

The biblically unaware will argue

They still have the gift.

 

Gifts are irrevocable,

God won’t take them back

And so, on this Romans 11 promise,

These prophets speak fact.

 

They may err sometimes

Since it’s human to err

But don’t call them false prophets

For such cannot be fair.

 

There are prophets many

Claiming to be true,

Some give prophesies annually

And some, out of the blue.

 

And when such prophesies

Constantly fail to come true

Their adherents still support them

In whatever they do.

 

 

Prophetic or pathetic?

I will leave you to judge,

I know that the unseeing gullible

Are not likely to budge.

 

For, testing the spirits,

Does not occur to them

And a foundation built on sand

Is a colossal problem.

 

One’s prophetic mark

Should be the Holy Bible

And anything contrary to this

Is damnable.

 

Deem it as pathetic

All prophesies that fail

And hold fast to God’s Holy Word

Lest the adversary assail.

 

Its God breathe truths

Are for our instruction

And the Holy Spirit compass within

Will give us wise direction.

 

Regard it as prophetic

And not as pathetic,

For there is no need to vet it

As in today’s prophet.

 

Stewart Russell © October 13, 2024

 

Umbilical and Unbiblical

 

 

Umbilical and Unbiblical:

Do not mix up these two,

They may have something in common

But they are different I assure you.

 

Take the first, for example,

That speaks to a connection,

The link between a mother and child

At the point of its ejection.

 

Ejection from the womb

And into this world of woe,

The eventual severing of this naval string

And much more we know.

 

Two terms come to mind:

Umbilical cord and naval string-

Reminds me of Mighty Gabby’s “Emmerton”,

A folk song we love to sing.

 

 

What close relationship

Like that of mother and child!

That umbilical cord, though severed,

Nourishment is not denied.

 

Not as close, I dare say,

As our Shepherd and his sheep,

That’s the relationship Jesus bolsters

As His little lambs he keeps.

 

By a spiritual umbilical cord

Referred to as the Holy Spirit

Who, through his infallible Holy Word,

Makes his adherents fit.

 

 

His sheep adhere to his Word

In spite of their adversary,

Whose cunning and unbiblical trends

Attempt to prise them free.

 

Beware of unbiblical trends

That lure the unsuspecting sheep,

That so often appear like nourishment

But is contaminated meat.

 

Both speak to disconnection:

Umbilical and unbiblical,

The former is absolutely necessary

The latter is detrimental.

 

 

Reggie McNeal

 

As a new born babe develops

So too must the born-again,

The umbilical cord must be severed

But from the unbiblical refrain!

 

Stewart Russell © January 11, 2024

 

Position Is Not All

 

 

 

They both held positions

Of great authority

But having betrayed that trust

Now share the same destiny.

 

No name shall I name

And I dare add, no blame

For it is not really in my power

To make such a claim.

 

Suffice it to be said, though,

Notoriety is not fame

And while both are well known

Infamy is their gain.

 

Assigned by the greatest

Yet, each in his own case

Was by his own selfish desire

Brought to the lowest place.

 

 

Position is not all

It’s responsibility that counts,

If you run afoul like these two

Then nothing amounts.

 

The first in the heavenlies

The second, right here on earth

But neither would be satisfied

Given his greedy thirst.

 

One desperately sought

To dethrone the Almighty God

But failed in that mission

And was exposed as a fraud.

 

The other was an accountant

Overcome with avarice

Whereupon to satisfy his greed

He took an unthinkable risk.

 

Both committed suicide

Though in different ways:

One challenged the “Most High”

The other ended his days.

 

 

Both await final sentence

One of them long in the grave,

The other pedals evil

As an unsuspecting knave.

 

One was to the Father

What the other was to the Son,

The latter’s time has ended

The other is still on the run.

 

The former moved the latter

To do the evil he did

And daily in the worldly market

For our souls he still bids.

 

His objective is to destroy

God’s elect if he can

But he will certainly fail again

According to God’s plan.

 

 

Position is not all

As these scoundrels found out

And concerning accountability

None should be in doubt.

 

Stewart Russell © September 7, 2021

 

Hell Is My Destiny!

 

 

I was in heaven

Literally so

Read your Bible

And you’ll know

Son of the morning

That was me

Highly ranked in heaven

Yet full of envy

There was one higher

Yea two and three

Right there in heaven 

Was the Trinity

The Father was there

The Spirit and the Word

Yes they three-in-one

That some think absurd

Take it from me

A primary witness

To the fact of heaven

And Almighty God’s greatness

Not just a witness

But a participant as well

As shown in Isaiah 

Chapter 14 and verse 12

The words of Jesus

Testify of me

He saw me fall

That’s reality

The words he said

Were, “I beheld”

He was speaking

Of the time that I fell

There was one higher

Much higher than I

I dared to oppose Him

I dared to defy

  

I started to canvas

Yea I was on a roll

Of the angels in heaven

I had one-third of the poll

Read the Bible

It’s not what I opine

You'll catch a glimpse

In Revelation 12 verses 3-9

When I fell

They fell with me

For sure I know

That hell is my destiny

In the meantime though

I will have a go

At every mortal being

Friend or foe

If only I could get

Every human believe

I would get back at God

I would have achieved

I am the prince

Of the power of the air

Like a roaring lion

I create fear

At other times

Like an angel of light

I contaminate the truth

With a lie call white

Hell is my home

My eternal home

I can do nothing about that

But I won’t go alone

The atheists are mine

They accompany me

Should they remain faithful

Hell is their destiny

My aim is to deceive

Make light appear dark

Make a lie of the truth

Subtle not stark

A believable lie

So that you would believe

An impossible situation

That can’t be retrieved

Check out Mrs. Adam

And see what I can do

Right in Eden’s garden

I altered her view

God had spoken clearly

Eve knew that too

I just messed with her mind

And she was through

All of Eden’s beauty

She simply gave up

Causing all mankind

To drink a bitter cup

For a fantasy

She gave up Eden

Because of my jealousy

I fell from heaven

In that you can say

We are alike

Both of us fell

We were none too bright

I caused my fall

And I caused hers too

I will cause many more falls

That is what I do

Yea that is me

Satan, a.k.a. the devil

Principal advocate

And the promoter of evil

In my establishment

I have the young and old

I employ the fearful 

As well the bold

The rich answer to me

As well as the poor

I have some in the church

In the world many more

On my pay roll

There are doctors and teachers

But that’s not all

There are pastors and preachers

Call any discipline

And I’ll show you my people

In all kinds of churches

With and without steeple

I am having a field day

In some of the schools

Whose leaders have tinkered

With the school rules

No prayer they say

No reading God’s word

Even I the devil

Know that’s absurd

You see I know something

That many struggle with

I know it for a fact

And I can tell you this

There is a heaven

And there is a hell

I don’t have to guess

I can tell

I lived at the former

That was my home

I’m going to the latter

But not alone 

 

Many are going with me

Some of them know

Some say otherwise 

But their life says so

Some were lost

But now are saved

They walk the way

That Jesus paved

O how I would love

To deceive them too

But they are Christ’s

There’s nothing I can do

I can touch their bodies

And make life rough

But they just don’t yield

Their faith makes them tough

They believe in God

Guess what! I believe too

But there’s no hope for me

I’ll get my due

When I reflect

On what I threw away

I determine more 

That many will pay

No hope for me 

But there’s hope for you

But if I have my way

Yours will be gone too

My purpose is this

To destroy all that I can

I mean every boy and girl

Every woman and man

Cause hell is my destiny

But I’m not going alone

Many more with me

Will make hell their home

Stewart Russell © September 2017

Away From Me

Get away from me

You vile being

Bringer of evil and gloom,

For me there’s hope

For you there is none

Your days are numbered

You are doomed.

An opportunity you had

In heaven

But overcome with pride,

“I will raise my throne

On par with God.”

But down

You were cast

And heaven denied.

In the Garden of Eden

You tried again

And deceived Mrs. Adam,

But God

Set you up

And crushed your head

As he revealed  

In Redemption’s plan.

Not long after

Things got bad

As bad as things could be,

There was a flood

And mankind was drowned

But Noah was saved

And his family.

You are as persistent

As a mosquito

Or the flies we often see,

But with

Submission to God

In James we’re told

Resist you

And you will flee.

That is the key

In dealing with you

Whenever temptation you bring,

Get thee behind me

You destroyer of life

I will live

For Christ

And of Him I will sing.

You wanted King Herod

To kill the Christ Child

But nothing takes God by surprise,

Your plan was thwarted

And you were denied

For sure

The wise men

Were really wise.

I will not indulge you

In conversation

Whenever you come to me,

I have better things

With my life to do

So away with you

And that I mean

You evil adversary.

With Jesus on the cross

And then in the grave

Perhaps you thought you had won,

But the stone

Was rolled away

From before the tomb

And triumphantly

Rose God’s Son.

One final thing

I will mention here

And it has to do with the end,

You’ll go to hell

With your demon crew

And I will be

With Jesus

My Savior and friend.

Stewart Russell © October 2017