Broken, crushed and torn apart
Phantom dreams and empty heart
Feeling cursed and full of shame
Life seems like a losing game.
Pressures mount on every side
Looking for some place to hide
Work and family torn apart
Hardly knowing where to start.
Corporate ladder to success
Seeking fame and happiness
Finding nothing at the crest
Just an empty heart at best.
There's one thing I long to find
For a deeply troubled mind
Can God take a shattered past
Fill a purpose that will last?
Jesus Christ is what we need
He will guide and He will lead
Bringing burdens to the Cross
Will replace all of our loss.
B. Pent
I Look for a picture that life can express
The feelings of rapture and sweet tenderness
Of Beautiful flowers so vibrant in Spring
Is love the real color of these tender things?
The sun turns to yellow against the blue sky
The grass looks so green where the sheep daily lie
Have a boy and a girl holding hands in the park
Found the color of love in the depth of their heart?
The way of a man with a maid Proverb's states
Is hidden in mystery where a couple partakes
When nuptial vows have been pledged before God
Does that color-love flow through life on earth's sod?
I see Calvary's Hill on a blood-splattered Cross
Where forgiveness is granted in place of my loss
When I feel His compassion and fullness of grace
I find the bright color of love in His face.
--B. Pent
