Paul J Penton – Songwriter

Silent at Last

I wonder what he thinks
As I sit here and confess
And my sins drape over the man of cloth
Will my guilt be silent at last

I was acting like it was my younger days
She was like a flame that held my steady gaze
we ground away like a sack of empty skin and bones
and when we were done she was just some pound of flesh

I wonder what he thinks
As I sit here and confess
And my sins drape over the man of cloth
Will my guilt be silent at last

He’s the king of birth and death and marriage
He’s the one who sealed our right of passage
His soothing words made us feel encouraged
But things ain’t worked out right
In this holy marriage

I should be grateful for the way she’s stuck by me
I know sometimes I can’t be easy
But she’s the only one
I really care about
she’s got every right to be angry?

but when I called I got no answer
When I needed strength Jesus wasn’t there
I’m so sorry for all the  pain I caused her
And now I lay my guilt
Before the altar

I wonder what he thinks
As I sit here and confess
And my sins drape over the man of cloth
and my guilt be silent at last
and my guilt be silent at last
yes my guilt be silent at last