The Destruction of Death

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DE	ATH – that merciless violator of hope! Sucking life from air-starved lungs; crushing, bruising, breaking; denying the very function of every part! Obliterating life!
How	the nations fear you!
	A thousand thoughts flicker and die as the stuttering pulse fails, and one by one each body function denies its own existence.
	Pale veins, numb nerves, stiffened sinew, all agree to make nothing of something –
UNTIL - THE - CHRIST - CAME
	Violating the Violator!
	He did not* turn back its ravages, or reverse its cruel deeds.*
Instead	–
	from within the moment of putrefaction,
	He pressed forward, onward, upward, breaking new, beyond the limits of functional design, for all those who follow Him . . . forever . . .