1 John 3:8

A poem about Christ's victory over the enemy

Boulevard Montmartre at Night by Camille Pissarro (1897)

A tangled web has been woven,
Made up of a sinister kind of yarn.
Strings of destruction come together
To form a truly horrific result.

Sin, deception, sorrow, death,
The prince of darkness schemes.
Constantly adding to his labyrinth 
As more precious souls get roped in.

Though to some it may appear
Like he has the upper hand,
That is not the case at all,
For his evil plans will soon be wrecked.

Then enters the Son of Man,
At just the perfect time. 
The darkness has no choice but to cower
In the presence of His light.

Though His arrival came at a high price,
His willingness never wavered. 
The world otherwise would’ve remained dim,
Therefore He came to be its Savior.

Rendering powerless that wicked knot,
Death’s grip made loose—a fear of the past.
Restoration now available for every soul,
The works of the evil one untied at last.

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