The Champion

In the vast expense of a timeless place
where silence ruled the outer space
Ominously towering it stood;
the symbol of a spirit war
between the one named Lucifer
and the Morning Star, The Ultimate of Good.

Enveloped by a trillion planets
clean as lightning, and as hard as granite
a comic coliseum would host the end
of the war between the Lord of Sin and Death
and the Omnipotent Creator of man's first breath
who will decide forever -
who would be the champion.

The audience for the fight of the ages
was assembled and in place;
The angels came in splendor from a star
the saints that had gone were there -
Jeremiah, Enoch, Job
they were singing the song of Zion
on David's harp.

The demons arrived, defensive and vile,
cursing and blaspheming God,
followed by their trophies dead and gone -
Hitler, Napoleon, Pharaoh, Capone
tormented and vexed, and grieved, waiting for
their judgment from the throne.

Then a chill swept through the mammoth crowd
and the demons squealed with glee
as a sound vulgar repulsive essence was felt;
arrogantly prancing, hands held high
draped in a sparkling shroud trolled by
demons, Satan ascended from hell.

Then Satan cringed, the sinner groaned,
the demons reeled in pain
a swell of power like silent thunder roared;
with a surge of light beyond intense,
illuminating the universe
in resplendent glory appeared the Son of God.

Then a person, yes, extra ordinaire, appeared
in the center ring - God the father will oversee the duel.
Opening the Book of life,
each grandstand hushed in awe
as majestically He said, "Now, here's the rules.
He'll be wounded for their transgressions, bruised for inequities."
When He said, "By His stripes they're healed."
The devil was shocked and said, "Sickness is my specialty I hate that healing junk."
God said, "You shut your mouth - I wrote the Book"

Then the Father looked at His Only Son, and said, " You know the titles, your blood will cleanse their sins and calm their fears."
Then He pointed His finger at Satan, and said, "And I know you know the rules, you've been twisting them to deceive my people for years."
Satan cried, "I'll kill you Christ, you'll never win this fight."

The demons wheezed, "That's right, there ain't no way."
Satan jeered, "You're dead meat Jesus, I'm gonna bust you up tonight."
Jesus said, "Go ahead, make my day."

The bell, the crowd, the fight was on,
The devil leaped in fury, 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
that knew no sin, blocked everyone.

Forty days and forty nights they fought
and Satan couldn't touch Him.
Now the final blow saved for the final round
prophetically, Christ hands came down, and
Satan struck in vengeance, the blow of death
felled Jesus to the ground.

The devils roared in victory;
the saints shocked and perplexed
as wounds appeared upon His hands and feet.
Then Satan kicked Him in His side
and blood and water flowed
and they waited for the ten count of defeat.

God the Father turned His head,
Hi tears announcing Christ was dead.
The ten count would proclaim the battle's end.
Then Satan trembled through His sweat in unexpected horror;
"TEN"/ Hey wait a minute God;
"NINE"/ Stop, you're counting wrong!
"EIGHT'? His eyes are moving!
"SEVEN"! His fingers are twitching!
"SIX'? Where's all the light coming from?
"FIVE"/ He's alive!
"FOUR"/ Oh no!
"THREE"! "TWO"/ Oh, yes.
He has won! He has won!
He's alive forevermore.
He is risen. He is Lord.
He is risen. He is Lord.

Proclaim the news in every tongue,
through endless ages and beyond;
let it be voiced from the mountains loud and strong,
captivity has been set free.
Salvation is brought for you and me
cause Satan is defeated,
and JESUS/ IS/ THE/ CHAMPION///.


PS...
I don't actually know the author of this piece so if you happen to read this and know who wrote this pls post it!