Cornerstone of Hell

I know that people get tired of hearing this stuff. Keith Brumfield preached three services at Cornerstone Christian Center and every message preached was about hell. He would stop at times and say, somebody just went to hell.

I did a search on Google to find out how many people die each day around the world. What I found out is 151,600 people die each day. That comes to 55,334.000 (fifty-five million, three hundred thirty-four thousand each year that die around the world). My friends, that is a lot of people.

If we suppose that 2/3 of those who die do not believe in Jesus Christ, we come to a figure of 36,889,333 people who would split hell wide open, each year. That is a lot of people, more than there should be.

Have you ever thought about giving your life to the Lord? Ever wonder what hell might be like? Keith Brumfield flicked a bic lighter and challenged anyone who wanted to come and show how tough they were by putting their finger in the flame and holding it there. No one took him up on the challenge.

The Holy Bible states that hell is unmeasurable. How can man know how large it is? The Holy City of God has been measured, but the place of the damned has not nor can it be.

Won't you give your life to the Lord right now? He died so that you might have life. For those who believe the fire will consume whoever goes into hell, remember the bush that burned in Exodus. It burned but was not consumed. The heat was there but the bush remained intact.

The greatest prayer meeting ever is taking place in hell right now. Repentance is being sought but is not found. It is too late once you enter into that dreadful and awful place. There is time to repent right this minute. Do not put it off any longer. Jesus wants to save you but He will not wait on your forever.

Cornerstone of Hell

You know of me. . . I am the man
Whom you hate to see when you're asleep.
I come in dreams, I need not bring my clan
I'm the Cornerstone of Hell! where souls weep.

No one can escape from my mighty hand.
My grip is death to all here in my place.
This destiny is not what you planned.
When you come here you will see my face.

I'm the mightiest angel of all.
Smell the fire and all the brimstone.
I was worthy of heaven, standing tall
Stuck in this pit forever. . .not alone.

While I'm here I'll be very livid.
I'll torment and torture all the souls.
Your time here. . . will surely be horrid
Amid the sulfur and flaming coals.

My name is Satan! as you should know.
Fallen from heaven to lie, steal and kill
To destroy those who choose to follow
This angel of light. . . of their own freewill.

Weeping, wailing, gnashing of teeth too
As my demons laugh at you and scorn.
You beg for mercy; with your mouth you chew,
On your flesh. . . wishing you were never born.

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