Jesus and Beelzebub

Presently our journey comes to an end;
I know Jesus Christ atoned for my sins,
And, all at once, I've an army to send.
Christ looks at me with a devilish grin:
Who could be more pleased if we were at peace?
I wonder, then, if Satan's in disguise;
Has the devil come my conscience to fleece?
It's clear that Jesus into battle flies,
And he shan't quit until heaven's secure.
As the Christ's man, I'll make this haven known,
And thought the lot of us go for something pure,
I imagine there's nothing to disown.
I, as an agent of gladness, am pleased;
I've been working for Christ, and he's appe