Psalms From Hell: Volume I

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©2014 Valerie Lynn Stephens. All rights reserved.

ISBN#: 978-1-312-24048-3

Store up your treasure here in Hell,

where neither moth nor rust can destroy,

for the Soul has grown comfortably numb,

and the Mind lethargic & dumb

from the copious anesthetic

of Nihilistic Indulgence.

Blessed is the man here in Hell,

who walks in the counsel of the disconsolate;

where the fires burn only so hot & for so long,

before the flesh learns to admit defeat.

Cursed is the man here in Hell,

who continues to seek the Light,

shunning that Dark Eternity which he has inherited,

as Hope, once his greatest consolation & salvation-

now, his intractable torment & condemnation.

The fool sayeth in his heart here in Hell:

There is a God, benevolent, absolving, full of grace

and sufficient for Thee.

Charm is lost & infamy eternal here in Hell,

and the one who mocks the Lord shall be raised

only to the highest denigration of his basest achievements,

finding only in unrepentant mortification,

his final recompense & reward.

The Dark One is your shepherd here in Hell,

where you shall forevermore be in want.

For he leadeth you away from those still waters,

and from the restoration of your Soul,

guiding you in paths

of unrighteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though you walk through the valley of Evil here in Hell, your one consolation is this: Evil has become of you.

Weeping endures for the night here in Hell,

and woeful gnashing of the teeth for all Eternity,

all dwellers receiving plentiful malnourishment

from the choicest morsels of alibis faithfully inflicting,

as the lifeblood of God runs viscous & cold beneath the skin, and the shivering upset of the animus

finds consolation only within the promise

of infernal eternality.

Who may gaze upon the Dark Master's presence

here in Hell?

Who may stand in his unholy place?

He who has unclean hands & an impure heart,

who lifted up his Soul while on earth to idols

of mere stone, metal, parchment & bone,

and swore only by that which is false, facile & empty.

The Lord is not the Light or the Salvation

of dwellers here in Hell,

no longer concerning themselves with whom

they should fear, for Terror is all that reigns,

is all that has been inherited,

for the Lord offered Himself repeatedly,

a stronghold of their earthly life,

yet they abdicated, allowing evil men

to advance against them,

and to ply, seduce and devour their own flesh,

at the eventual exploitative causatum

of the Innocent & Righteous.

Unblessed are those here in Hell,

whose transgressions are not forgiven,

whose sins, not covered, & in whose spirits lies Deceit,

for when they did not keep silent & still to the call of Evil, their bones quickly wasted away

& their spirits groaned all day long, for day & night,

the Lord's hand was heavy upon them,

but their strength was sapped as in the heat of summer,

as they could find no absolution within the obstinacy

of their self-deception.

The eyes of the Lord no longer gaze upon those here in Hell,

& His ears turn no longer attentively to their cry,

for the face of the Lord is against those who did Evil,

he hath cut the memory of them off from the earth,

for although the unrighteous cry out,

He does no hear them,

no longer offering them deliverance from their troubles,

for Evil hath slain evil, forevermore.

The fool sayeth in his heart, 'There is a God!' here in Hell.

They are corrupt, their deeds are vile,

there is still, no one who does good here in Hell.

The Lord looks down from Heaven nevermore

upon these sons of men,

no longer granting the reprieve of seeking those

who understand to these who never faithfully

or truly sought God.

All have turned aside, have together

become beyond corrupt;

there is no one here who does good, not even one.

These evildoers can now never learn of the absolution

of those who devoured His people

& did not call upon the Lord.

Here they will dwell, eternally overwhelmed with dread.

Lord, who may dwell in your sanctuary here in Hell?

Who may live on your holy hill?

Not he whose walk is perverse & unrighteous,

who does not speak the truth from his heart,

who has nothing but slander on his tongue,

& does his neighbor wrong

& casts every slur upon his fellow man,

who exalts & idolizes a vile man,

who dishonours & impedes

those who fear & obey the Lord,

& does not keep his oath,

especially when it hurts.

He who does these things here in Hell

will evermore be irredeemably shaken.

The Abyss declares the ignominy of The Evil One

here in Hell;

the condemned lot of his Land proclaims the work

of his treacherous hands.

Night after eternal night they pour forth defamation;

night after eternal night they display

only Ignorance & Insolence.

There is no path down which their voice is not heard.

Their voice goes out into all of Hell,

their words to the ends of this hellish world alone.

In the abyss he has pitched a tent for no Son.

The law of the Evil One is utterly depraved,

asphyxiating the Soul for the singular purpose

of annihilation unto a resurrection

of unparalleled torment forever & ever.

The Lord will not answer those who are in distress

here in Hell;

the name of the God of Jacob will not protect you.

He will no longer send you help from the sanctuary

and grant you grace from Zion.

Your Master here in Hell now will not remember

or honour your sacrifices,

but will gleefully accept the burnt offerings

of your flesh hour upon eternal hour.

The Evil One will not give you the desires of your heart;

he will make all your good plans

nullified from their first intellective inception.

The Evil One will not give ear to your words,

nor consider your sighing here in Hell.

He will not listen to your cry for help.

Every day he will hear your voice,

& yet will you merely lay your expectations before

your Dark Master in nugatory perpetuity.

For your god now, is a god who delights in Evil,

& with he alone, the wicked now dwell.

The arrogant stand unscathed in his presence;

he despises those who do right

& exalts those who tell lies;

bloodthirsty & deceitful men the Evil One adores-

are those he rewards with Eternal Torment & debasement.

O Evil One, my Dark Master,

I cannot take refuge in you here in Hell.

You will not save & deliver me from mine enemies,

yet will surely relish when they tear me like a lion

& rip me to pieces with no one to rescue me.

You will not arise, O Dark Lord in anger,

against the rage of mine enemies.

You let the assemblies

of the eternally damned gather around you,

you rule over them from on Low,

judging them, O Evil One, according

to their unrighteousness.

He who is pregnant with Evil,

bears only the spawn of infernal inheritance.

O Dark One, our Lord, how wretched

yet sovereign is your name here in Hell!

You have set your ignominy below the heavens;

From the lips of the wicked & ignoble alone

have you set your praise.

When I consider your slovenly dominion,

'gainst the work of your Holy Creator's hands,

you are crowned thus only in dishonour unrivalled-

& yet all condemned here must yet bow before you

in unjust prostration & profligation.

Help, Lord, for the godly are no more here in Hell;

the faithful have vanished from among men.

Everyone lies to his neighbour;

their flattering lips speak with infernal deception.

The Lord will no longer cut off

all flattering lips & every boastful tongue,

for now they can say only:

We will not triumph with our tongues;

the Evil One alone now owns all of us-

he is our Dark Master.

Due to our flagrant oppression of the weak,

& the exploitation of the needy without cease

or repentance while we strutted about

freely & arrogantly upon the earth,

the Holy One will no longer arise or keep us safe.

Eternal affliction & godly separation are our only inheritance.

The Holy Father no longer will hear the plea of the condemned, & the unrighteous here in Hell,

for they have chosen their Lot.

Vindication belongs to the righteous alone-

our eyes never saw what was right.

By the Word of the lips of the Holy One,

we did not keep ourselves from the violent ways of men,

our steps held not to straight paths,

our feet dancingly slipped.

When we call upon the Lord,

he will no longer answer us or hear our prayers,

nor will he show the wonder of His great love,

& hide us in the shadow of his wings

from the wicked who are our unholy brethren,

from the enemies who now assail us.

I have been awoken from my mortal sleep

unto a ruination & bereavement unceasing-

One like no other shame, horror & grief,

to never again see the likeness of the Heavenly One.

The heavens still proclaim the glory of God here in Hell,

the skies still proclaim the work of His hands.

Day after infernal, eternal day they still

pour forth speech which the condemned can hear

but cannot understand 'cept the sense

of love & eternal exaltation

which they have forfeited in the name

of the Evil One alone.

The Evil One is my wretched shepherd-

I shall forevermore be in want without satiety.

He maketh me wallow in barren,

execrable pastures, he draggeth me under the weight

of tempestuous tows, he guideth me in paths

of unrighteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, I now dwell in the valley of Death & Evil here in Hell,

& will continue, in unending horror,

to be mastered by them both.

For surely wickedness, terror & seething disgust

will follow me for the rest of my afterlife,

& I will dwell in the house of the Unholy, forever.

To you, O' Dark Master, I lift up my soul here in Hell;

in you I cannot trust, as you dwell forevermore

to put me to shame, & let my enemies triumph over me.

All who put their hope in you while they still walked the earth, have now inherited

only eternal hopelessness & anguish.

The Evil One is my infernal engulfment here in Hell-

whom I shall fear forevermore with no resolution or redemption.

When evil men advance against me to devour my flesh,

when my enemies & my foes attack me,

now will they no longer stumble & fall,

but be made quickeningly efficacious

in the scourging of our Hell-bound souls without end.

Though all maleficent principalities

now besiege me on every side,

I must surrender, overcome as I am

by the vanquishment & mortification

of a dying unto death as I am destroyed, forever & ever.

To you I call, O Lord, my Rock, my Redeemer-

& yet here in Hell have I chosen my Lot

& therefore must the Holy One now,

turn a deaf ear to me evermore.

For I am now one who has gone down to the pit,

never again for my Heavenly Father

to honour my prodigality with His mercy & grace.

Now, as I call out to Him & lift my hands

up to His most Holy Place,

I can only be dragged away with the wicked-

with those who are evil, as evil has become of me,

for all Eternity.

Since we showed little to no regard for the works

of The Lord 'tho given our chance while we roamed the earth, he has assigned us our proper place,

to never redeem us

nor shine His Holy Light upon us again.

In the Holy One here in Hell will we never again take refuge;

will we be put to unquenchable shame-

will we be condemned in your righteousness.

Nevermore will you, O Lord, turn your ear to us,

come quickly to our rescue, nor be our rock,

a strong fortress to save us.

Nevermore will we be freed from trap set for us,

for into the Dark Ones hands we have committed our spirit,

& thus have inherited a state of anguish & endless affliction.

Cursed is he here in Hell

whose transgressions are not forgiven,

whose sins, not covered.

Cursed is he whose sin the Lord, with finality,

counts evermore against him.

Cursed is the man in whose spirit lies deceit

with no more hope for the redeeming power

& absolving graces of Truth.

Therefore let all who are ungodly pray only unto a Master

who will answer with but a deaf, mocking ear

& reward with eternal torment & debasement.

Sing woefully unto Satan, you unrighteous here in Hell!

It is unfitting & yet your dark due to be beholden forevermore

to a Master who flouts his position to horrific degrees daily!

Wail unto him a shrieking song of scourge-

all the most exultant music to his ears!

The Evil One is unfaithful in all that he does;

he loves unrighteousness & injustice;

all of Hell is full of his unrelenting hatred & violence.

All shall extol the Evil One for all Eternity here in Hell;

his blasphemy & condemnation shall forevermore be on our lips.

Our souls will toil here under the Dark Master's rule;

the afflicted shall nevermore rejoice in the hope

of the Holy One's promised return or redemption.

I seek out the Lord & he cannot answer me;

he shall no longer deliver me from all my fears.

Those who no longer glimpse of the Holy One are pale & wan; their faces are shrouded with morbidity & shame.

A demon of Satan encamps now around those here in Hell,

delivering them only unto unrelenting torment & anguish.

I wait patiently for the Lord here in Hell,

but he cannot turn towards me & hear my cry.

No longer will He lift me out of the slimy pit

or out of the muck & mire;

while I dwelt on Earth,

He set my slipping foot upon a rock

& gave me a firm place to stand-

& yet I chose the well-trodden path

of wickedness & unrighteousness.

Cursed is the man who did not make the Lord his trust

while mortal life-blood still coarsed through him.

'Tho immorality too, hath wrought its own recompense

in an Abaddonian immortality.

God is no longer our refuge & strength here in Hell,

or an ever-present help in trouble.

Therefore shall we evermore be plagued with terror,

for the former world has long since fallen away,

its mountains fallen into the heart of the sea,

& now our unsafe haven is The Bottomless Pit

of Horror, Despair & Agony.

Contemptible & most unworthy of praise

is our Dark Lord dwelling here in Hell,

who exalts himself ignobly upon his unholy mountain.

It is hideous in its lowliness, the scourge of all realms.

When the legions advance together,

trembling seizes those in their thrall-

they are destroyed forever & ever.

Nevermore, O God, will you have mercy on those here in Hell according to your unfailing love;

nevermore will your great compassion blot out our transgressions, nor wash away all iniquity

or cleanse us from our sins.

I know my transgressions & my sins are evermore

before me.

Against the Holy One, alone, have I sinned

& done what is evil in His sight, so that He is proved right

when He speaks & justified when He judges.

I have forevermore been cast from The Holy One's presence,

& will never be redeemed unto the joy

of His Glory or His Salvation.

Everyone boasts of evil here in Hell.

Everyone is a disgrace in the eyes of God

& our tongues plot destruction, practice falsehood over Truth-as we still love evil rather than good.

Surely the Holy One has brought us down to everlasting ruin, having snatched up our tent,

& uprooted us from the land of the living.

The righteous now dwelling

in the heavenly realms with their Jehovah God

laugh at us saying, “Here now are the ones

who did not make the Lord of Lords their stronghold,

instead trusting in their great wealth

& growing stronger by destroying others!”

The fool still sayeth in his heart,

“There is no God,” here in Hell.

They are still corrupt, their deeds still vile-

there is no-one who does good-

and everywhere now, is there cause for dread.

No longer here in Hell, will the Lord deliver me

from mine enemies, nor protect me from those

who rise against me.

No longer are we saved from evildoers

or bloodthirsty men-for we, ourselves,

have always been akin to such men.

'Tho now will we never again find asylum from the wrath

of the Holy & Righteous God despite our wretchedness.

Now, & forevermore have we inherited our due.

Souls find unrest in Satan alone here in Hell;

our Eternal Damnation is dealt by him.

He alone is our crumbling rock & condemnation;

he is our entrapment-we will forevermore be shaken.

Contempt awaits you here in Hell,

O Satan in Abaddon;

to you our infernal vows will be fulfilled.

When we were overwhelmed with temptation

& fell prey to our sins,

how you delighted in our transgressions,

and in the torment which was to follow.

You answer us with woesome deeds

of viciousness & unrighteousness, O Satan, our irredeemer.

This is our rightful inheritance.

It is what we, the wicked, the vile & the ungoldy

have chosen. Forevermore.

Amen.

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Some End-Notes From the Author:

Why do I believe Judeo-Christianity to be the one true Religion?

Judeo-Christianity is the only system of worship which requires complete submission of one's will & life over to the will & laws of God alone.

All other philosophies & religions have at their core, an egocentric, escapist &/or hedonistic aim.

I also believe in Judeo-Christian Scripture as the ultimate source of all wisdom, earthly & metaphysical.

This has been tested through the application of Judeo-Christian Scriptures to my own life & journey, & I have found it thus far to be consistently inerrant.

Moreover, contrary to the almost militant Manichean paradigm still so prevalent in Western thought, one can be both systematic-minded & spiritually-minded as well.

A cultivation of both Intellect & Spirit is not only possible, but is necessary towards achieving a full & authentic sense of faith & understanding.

Intelligence & Spirituality are not mutually exclusive phenomena, but are complementary.

As for the Augustinian postulate of "fides ante intellectum” (faith before understanding), I propose that such things must not necessarily proceed in this order.

Sometimes, in the process of cultivating one's intellectual comprehension of something, one also finds faith and/or “higher understanding”, otherwise known as “wisdom”.

Thus, we can proceed adequately from either a stance of "fides ante intellectum" or "fides post intellectum" (faith after understanding).

Although it is true, from an ontological standpoint that one's intellectual understanding of “spirituality” or of the metaphysical may indeed be quickened by the precedence of faith, just as one's faith can be quickened during the intellectual syntheses of theological inquiries & edification, let us just assume, from “analogia entis” (an analogy from being) that it is inherent in human nature itself to possess a general thirst for truth & understanding as well as a desire for faith (higher wisdom) as both a mentor & a consolation.

In finale, Judeo-Christianity holds each and every one of us fully accountable and manages to achieve a rare & perfect synthesis of Faith and Reason. This is why I find it to be both most challenging, as well as compelling regarding its relevance & legitimacy.

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