When I Met The Master
I had walked life's way with an easy tread,
Had followed where comforts and pleasure 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, but none for my soul,
I had entered to win in life's big race,
When I met the Master, face to face.
I had built my castles and reared them high,
With their towers had pierced the blue of the sky,
I had sworn to rule with an iron mace,
When 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,
While my castles 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 thought is now for the souls of men,
I have lost my life to find it again,
E'er since that day in a quiet place,
When I met the Master, face to face
 
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