Love is more than a feeling you feel
When emotions get out of control
Or a rush of adrenaline mix
When one's passions take hold of the soul.
Love is more than a word that is thought
When a touch or a look is supplied
Or a warm fuzzy feeling that beckons
To build up your ego with pride.
Love does not grow in a vacuum
Its nature gives all without price
Not like this world's selfish offer
That demands in return its own prize.
Love is a verb wrapped up as a Gift
It's a message of infinite worth
No one can selfishly hoard it away
It's the seed of God's priceless New Birth.
So give it away to all who have need
Its a balm for the wounded in heart
Then like a spring in a desert you'll find
Rivers of Love that will never depart.
Ben Pent
Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts
Monday, January 27, 2020
Thursday, April 29, 2010
WHAT DEFINES LOVE?
Love is more than a feeling you feel
When emotions get out of control
Or a rush of adrenalin mix
When one's passions take hold of the soul.
Love is more than a word that is thought
When a touch or a look is supplied
Or a warm fuzzy feeling that beckons
To build up your ego with pride.
Love does not grow in a vacuum
Its nature gives all without price.
Not like this world's selfish offer
That demands in return its own prize.
Love is a verb wrapped up as a Gift
It's a message of infinite worth
No one can selfishly hoard it away
It's the seed of God's priceless New Birth
So give it away to all who have need
Its a balm for the wounded in heart
Then like a spring in a desert you'll find
Rivers of Love that will never depart.
--B. Pent
When emotions get out of control
Or a rush of adrenalin mix
When one's passions take hold of the soul.
Love is more than a word that is thought
When a touch or a look is supplied
Or a warm fuzzy feeling that beckons
To build up your ego with pride.
Love does not grow in a vacuum
Its nature gives all without price.
Not like this world's selfish offer
That demands in return its own prize.
Love is a verb wrapped up as a Gift
It's a message of infinite worth
No one can selfishly hoard it away
It's the seed of God's priceless New Birth
So give it away to all who have need
Its a balm for the wounded in heart
Then like a spring in a desert you'll find
Rivers of Love that will never depart.
--B. Pent
Labels:
emotions,
feelings,
looking for love,
sharing God's love
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