How
vain man searches for a way
Through
earthly toys that soon decay
And
thinks these things bring happiness
Yet
find, it leads to emptiness.
In
every life a God-shaped void
Is
built within the heart of man
So
he can know down deep inside
Redeeming
grace that will abide.
But
joy is not made up of things
That
bid one soar on eagle wings
The
answer found is knowing Him
And
helping free those bound by sin.
The
fruit of joy one can express
Is
helping widows in distress
Or
helping orphans find a home
Where
they no longer need to roam.
So
as you seek help from above
Let
Jesus fill you with His love
Then
through the service you impart
Real
joy will overflow your heart.
--B.
Pent
