BROKEN

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

WHEN TRIALS COME

In every life some clouds will form

And tears may fall like summer rain

The questions that bring most distress

Are wounds that rob us of our rest.

The loss when we must say goodbye

To those we hold so very dear

And never have another chance

To bid farewell or give them thanks.

Yet far more painful are the words

That crush the spirit from a friend

Creating anguish and despair

When they no longer seem to care.

Is there a lesson we can learn

When uninvited trials come?

Is God concerned with my distress

As I walk through this wilderness?

His answer echoes loud and clear

He is conforming us to Him

So we can clearly point the way

To others who might go astray.

So don’t forget when storm clouds come

God’s promised rainbow will appear

And you will shine far brighter still

As you reflect His glorious will

---B. Pent