It seems like yesterday you said goodbye
I sit today alone and wonder why?
I live in memories from the past
As muffled echoes that don't last.
What lured your absence from my sight
Was it a phantom-dream you saw one night?
You heard the love beat in my heart
The promise we would never part!
I'm blowing kisses that may find their place
In memories of your tender, strong embrace
If echoes reach life's distant shore
Come home, be mine for evermore.
B. Pent
Monday, July 10, 2017
Friday, June 23, 2017
MY LOVE-BEST LOVE
(A Wedding Song)
The first time I saw you I'll never forget
Our eyes sent a message that lovers had met
The warmth of your smile that greeted my heart
Meant love from that moment would never depart.
This love demonstrated the truth of our word
Now promises given, with Jesus as Lord.
REFRAIN
You are the priceless gift I now embrace
For blessing us with His amazing grace
My love, best love, I pledge to you today.
B. Pent
The first time I saw you I'll never forget
Our eyes sent a message that lovers had met
The warmth of your smile that greeted my heart
Meant love from that moment would never depart.
The time spent together has helped us to grow
The blending of spirits has lead us to know This love demonstrated the truth of our word
Now promises given, with Jesus as Lord.
REFRAIN
My love, best love, I pledge to you today
Forever through this life with you to stay You are the priceless gift I now embrace
For blessing us with His amazing grace
My love, best love, I pledge to you today.
B. Pent
Labels:
love,
marriage,
pledge,
vows,
wedding song
Tuesday, June 20, 2017
A MARRIAGE VOW
What makes a marriage last through life
Is there a secret to be found?
Does chance alone fulfill this dream
Or are there mysteries yet unseen?
When couples meet becoming friends
And love is stirred within their hearts
Their differences become the stage
For both to write a brand new page.
A man's attraction for a wife
Is built with passions from the mind
But in response a woman's need
Is affirmation's tender deed.
As marriage plans fall into place
Two hearts must seek to join as one
But conflict comes if either mate
Build walls with locked-up iron gates.
Love is a triad that God planned
The "eros"man must understand
That "philos" builds a wife's esteem
When Jesus' love is made supreme.
The marriage vow is then complete
As man and wife kneel at His feet
Committed vows communicate
A life-long pledge to validate.
B. Pent
Is there a secret to be found?
Does chance alone fulfill this dream
Or are there mysteries yet unseen?
When couples meet becoming friends
And love is stirred within their hearts
Their differences become the stage
For both to write a brand new page.
A man's attraction for a wife
Is built with passions from the mind
But in response a woman's need
Is affirmation's tender deed.
As marriage plans fall into place
Two hearts must seek to join as one
But conflict comes if either mate
Build walls with locked-up iron gates.
Love is a triad that God planned
The "eros"man must understand
That "philos" builds a wife's esteem
When Jesus' love is made supreme.
The marriage vow is then complete
As man and wife kneel at His feet
Committed vows communicate
A life-long pledge to validate.
B. Pent
Labels:
covenant,
engagement,
Eros,
friendship love,
marriage,
philos
Thursday, June 15, 2017
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
And through His Name we claim the victory!
B. Pent
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
And through His Name we claim the victory!
B. Pent
Labels:
dashed hopes,
despair,
loneliness,
promises,
tears,
victory in Jesus
Friday, June 9, 2017
DADDY! COME HOME!
The house seems so empty since you went away
You promised to call me and come back to stay
But time has forgotten, I feel so alone
Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Why don't you come home?
I thought you loved mommy she cared about you
The struggles you're facing seemed only a few
But love's disappointments had torn you apart
Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Come back to my heart!
I have only memories to comfort my days
The tears keep on flowing I live in a daze.
I wanted my daddy to give me away
And walk down the Isle on my wedding day.
I pray every morning that you will come back
And help heal the hurting from bitterness past.
God's love can unite us restoring the flame
Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Please call on His name.
B. Pent
You promised to call me and come back to stay
But time has forgotten, I feel so alone
Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Why don't you come home?
I thought you loved mommy she cared about you
The struggles you're facing seemed only a few
But love's disappointments had torn you apart
Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Come back to my heart!
I have only memories to comfort my days
The tears keep on flowing I live in a daze.
I wanted my daddy to give me away
And walk down the Isle on my wedding day.
I pray every morning that you will come back
And help heal the hurting from bitterness past.
God's love can unite us restoring the flame
Oh daddy! Oh daddy! Please call on His name.
B. Pent
Labels:
divorce,
father's day,
home,
memories,
promises
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
JESUS IS CALLING
I knocked at your door this morning
"Could We meet together in prayer?"
I knew the pressures you're facing
Were needing the touch of My care.
I stood there waiting beside you
But you were too busy to ask
Thinking the choice you were making
Was the easiest part of the task.
Decisions resulted in conflict
Confusion filled most of your day
While quietly I tried to whisper:
“My peace would have guided your way!”
So now that your day is soon over
Disrupted by strain and despair
I would like once again to ask you:
"Could we meet together in prayer?”
B. Pent
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
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
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
Labels:
battlefield,
Memorial Day,
purple heart,
soldier's graves,
veterans
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