I MET THE MASTER (Author Unknown)

I had walked life's way with an easy tread,

Had followed where comforts and pleasures led,

Until one day in a quiet place

I met the Master face to face.
With station and rank, and wealth for my goal,

Much thought for my body and none for my soul,

I had entered to win in life's mad race

'Till I met the Master face to face.
I met Him and knew Him and blushed to see

That His eyes full of sorrow,

Were fixed on me;

And I faltered and fell at His feet that day,

As my castles all melted and vanished away.
Melted and vanished and in their place

Naught else did I see but the Master's face

And I cried aloud, "Oh make me meet

To follow the steps of Thy wounded feet."
My thoughts are now for the souls of men.

I have lost my life to find it again,

Ever since that day in a quiet place

I met the Master face to face.



I MET THE MASTER (Author Unknown)