MY QUIET TIME

I'm overwhelmed this quiet time

I find it hard to comprehend

That He Who formed the universe

Should stoop to be my special Friend

The angels round His throne may sing

Proclaiming glory to the King

But when redemption's work was done

He claimed me as His blood-bought son.

The message of this love proclaims:

“The door of Grace is open wide!”

All those who come in Jesus' name

Are called to be His chosen Bride.

But why should He have chosen me

A hopeless slave of sin and shame

I cannot understand such grace

But praise and magnify His name.

So while I'm sitting here alone

I bow in worship and in praise

To Him who sits in heaven's throne

Both now and through eternal days.

--B. Pent

THE OLD OAK TREE

I look out my window

And see the oak tree

So strong and unbending

Deep rooted and free.

The winds of Northeaster

That blew in the Fall

Have stolen the beauty

Few leaves left at all!

The snow now has covered

The ground where it stands

Yet branches reach outward

With uplifted hands.

I see a leaf clinging

So cold and alone

Still wanting a reason

For staying so long.

The sun seems to whisper

That soon Spring will come

The warmth will awaken

A new day begun.

The sap is all ready

To flow through the trees

The summer is calling

“Come shade us with leaves!”

--B. Pent

REVIVE OUR HEARTS

The winds of change are blowing fast

Amidst the graying shades of light

While hearts once burning bright and clear

Are falling prey to dread and fear.

Where is the joy when first we met

The Carpenter of Nazareth

When love tore through a world in shame

And victory conquered in His name?

Is it perchance the world's allure

Has turned our eyes toward other gods

While we refuse to bear His cross

And for His sake count all things loss?

The Trumpet-Call will soon announce

The coming of our Lord and King!

The world will never find their way

Until ablaze, we watch and pray

REFRAIN

Lord! Shine upon us once again

Remove the sins that mar Your Name

Restore the Spirit's quickening power

That we may serve each day and hour.

B. Pent

THOUGHTS & OPINIONS

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THE HEART OF LOVE

We are so prone to walk away

When duty calls for us to share

The oil of grace, the wine of joy

So others know we really care.

We look for ways to show our thanks

For what the Lord has done for us

Yet fail to see, that outstretched hands

Are needing loving hearts to trust.

If just a cup of water shows

How much we claim to own His Name

Then shouldn't we do what He commands

And bind the wounds still held by shame?

The world can only understand

How God can fill the troubled heart

When by our love we show to them

His peace that never will depart.

--B. Pent 

THE PHANTOM OF VALENTINE

I saw you walk away one day
It seemed so subtle at the start
But I could see that in your eyes
A phantom-dream tugged at your heart.

While spring was young and innocent
We danced together in the rain
Time had so little meaning then
Did not that phantom call in vain?

But love built castles in the sand
No wave could wipe its memory clean
Except that through the setting sun
The phantom's shadow could be seen.

The winter's breeze began to blow
Its blazing embers once so bright
Refused the warmth of its embrace
And chose the phantom's foolish flight.

But dreams are never true to life
And phantoms only follow dreams
So lets wake up to life's new day
And drink from Love's eternal springs.
--B. Pent

BEHOLD THE LAMB!

Before the worlds were flung in space

A Master plan was put in place

Omniscience saw the fall of man

God would provide a Spotless Lamb!

When sin had marred earth's paradise

And skins were used to cover shame

Its blood, a symbol of the price

One day The Lamb would sacrifice.

Before Egyptian slaves were freed

Each Israelite would kill a lamb

The door posts where the blood was spread

Meant no one in that home was dead.

The Law and offerings that were made

Spoke of the promise that one day

A perfect Lamb would shed His blood

The sacrifice of Grace and Love

When John stood by the Jordan shore

And saw the Lord come into view

Aware He was the Son of Man

He cried aloud: “Behold the Lamb!”

Upon the Cross the Lamb of God

Poured out His blood, redemption's price

So every one who comes by faith

Can have the gift of saving grace.

When Christ returns to earth again

The Lamb will rule as Sovereign King

In faithfulness and truth He'll reign

And all the world will praise His name.

B. Pent