DISAPPOINTMENTS

There are times in life we carry
Disappointments and distress
And we try to find its meaning
During days of loneliness.

When a pledge for life together
Finds love’s dream walk out the door
Bitter anguish knows no measure
Like a death, life is no more

If your dearest friend has failed you
And its tearing you apart
Or you feel you’ve been forsaken
There’s one Friend that won’t depart.

You are not alone this journey
These sharp thorns that mark your path
Are like those He bore on Calvary
To prepare you for life’s task.

So when disappointments tempt you
To give way to bitterness
Look to Christ the Source of comfort
He’ll bring joy and happiness.
Ben Pent
   

THE GHOST OF LITTLE JOHN DOE

Sixty-five million sweet faces appear
Torn from a womb without feelings or fear
Simply a blob of some tissue to scrape
Clearing the mind of some awful mistake!

Time that heals wounds are like ghosts from the past
Memories that haunt us with pictures that last
Children at play with such joy and delight
Then Little John Doe appears in the night.

Graduates receiving diplomas one day
Little John Doe could be seen in the fray
A medical doctor! Inventor! On stage!
To influence a Nation: a saint or a sage!
 
Where does this curse of abortion begin?
Is there forgiveness from this mortal sin?
Even though ignorance has driven the plan
God’s loving grace is extended to man.

Millions of children surrounding God’s Throne
Their Angels rejoicing! They’re all safely Home!
Each Johnny Doe wants the family complete
Give Jesus your burden find peace at His feet!
Ben Pent

 

TEARS

What have I done that tears should come my way
That sorrow's piercing sword should crush my soul
With hidden fears that trouble me today
And leave me helpless, torn, too weak to pray?

Death struck and buried all my hopes and dreams
The light of day has turned to darkest night
And memory past no longer whispers peace
But only haunting echoes are released!

The grave that stole the joy within my heart
And left tomorrows hopes all torn apart
Cries out in loneliness and deep despair
To hear some promise of God's love and care.

The One Who sees each tear fall from our eyes
Was wounded for our sins and crucified
He conquered death to set the captive free
So take His hand and claim the victory!
B. Pent

IN MEMORIAM

THE TIME HAS COME TO BID FAREWELL
TO SAY ONCE MORE I MISS YOU SO
IT IS NOT EASY THROUGH THESE TEARS
TO SHAKE THE THOUGHTS OF BYGONE YEARS.

IT SEEMS LIKE ONLY YESTERDAY
WE WALKED AND TALKED ALONG LIFE’S PATH
BUT LIKE A CLOUDY MIST THAT FORMS
SOON SPIRITS FLY ABOVE EARTH’S STORMS.

WHY DOES THIS STING OF DEATH CAUSE PAIN
WHILE BROKEN HEARTS SEEK JOY IN VAIN?
IT IS THE CURSE WHERE SIN TOOK PLACE
WHICH CALVARY’S BLOOD CAN NOW ERASE.

BUT TIME SO QUICKLY PASSED AWAY
I FAILED TO NOTE THE YEARS GONE BY
SO WHEN YOUR FLIGHT FROM EARTH TOOK PLACE
I LONGED TO SHARE ONE LAST EMBRACE.

NOW MEMRY’S ALL I HAVE TO HOLD
IT IS THE LIGHT THAT MARKS MY PATH
BUT WHEN WE MEET ON HEAVEN’S SHORE
TOGETHER WE WILL PART NO MORE.
B. PENT

THE SOLDIER'S PLEDGE

The Soldier stood before the Captain of the Guard

His comrades fought and died to keep our Nation free

The battlefield was marked by stains of blood from war

Now only memories follow those still left on shore.

 

Their graves are marked with epitaphs on marbled stone

And every year the tears still fall in silent groans

The Purple Heart was theirs, not ours to hold with pride

They are the heroes in the grave who fought and died!

 

The Captain of the Guard then spoke in accent clear:

"Where did you go when bugle called to face the foe?"

The soldier, trembling answered, that he ran away

He was afraid of fatal wounds or scars that day.

Just then there flashed across the Eastern sky, a Cross,
The scars of battle could be seen on hands and side
The Captain bore those wounds in love for you and me
So through His death enslaved mankind could be set free.

We are the soldiers that are called to fight the Foe
It is for each to use the Sword while here below
The question that disturbs and moves my heart by far
Is what we'll tell Him if we have no wound or scar!
B. Pent

LONELINESS

Loneliness met me this morning
Depression then knocked at the door
Pressures of life soon had bound me
Leaving me helpless once more.

Life has its fears and deep sorrow
No one escapes from its grip
Everyone carries some burden
Thinking they'll fall in a pit.

Your not alone in this battle
Scripture reminds us each day
Trials and troubles surround us
Only what's left is to pray.

So in the face of each trial
Give God the burden you bear
He knows each rut in the pathway
Cast on the Lord all your care.
B. Pent

HEART TO HEART

Kindred spirits know the process
Grafting takes to bind the heart
Once the glue of promise strengthens
Even death can't tear apart

Time and distance cast their shadow
Causing twists along life's way
But the memory joined in oneness
Isn't very far away

Treasured moments in the sunlight
Never lose that evening glow
So when darkness wants to hide them
Kindred hearts will always know

What a gift this friendship offers
Rainbow colors brighter shine
When at last we greet each other
Loneliness is left behind

Jesus is the name that binds us
In the cross of Christ we hide
Love eternal never ending
Joyfully one in Him abide
B. Pent