SPRING'S NEW SONG

The winter's chill seems here to stay

The sound of joy has taken flight

The sun that once shown bright and clear

Has given way to shades of night.

The wounds are deep that pierce the soul

The cooing of the Dove is gone

The empty space that once was filled

No longer hears the blue bird's song.

How can one find the road back home

Where music calls the heart to dance?

When will the birds begin to sing

So Spring is not a game of chance?

The summer rays that warm the soul

Are Spirit borne on wings of praise

Just trust the One Whose promise stands

His music will renew your days.

--B. Pent

HIDDEN GRIEF

Lonely the valley where sorrows reside
Emptiness lingers with darkness inside
Light that once shone from the heaven's above
Leave only phantoms once flowing with love.

Where is the joy that once brightened my day
Who is the thief that has painted life gray?
Silence and sadness have torn it apart          
No one can fathom the grief in my heart!

Distractions in time are so often a pain
Vacations and parties are transient and vain
The promise is given and vict'ry is won
When faith reaches up to the God three in One.

Jesus has borne all our grief and its loss
There is no burden His love cannot cross
Take up His yoke that is easy to bare
Resting in Him will remove all your care.
B. Pent