Then I Met The Master



Like a babe when it cries

For its His mother.

Like a child I was helpless, alone.

Then, I met the Master.

Now, I am one of His own.



For all things were changed

When He found me.

And a new day broke out

All around me.

For, then, I met the Master.

Now, I belong to Him.



Like a blind man who walks in the darkness,

I had longed, I had searched for the Light.

Then, I met the Master.

Now, I walk no more in the night.



For all things were changed

When He found me.

And, yes, a new day broke out

All around me.

For, then, I met the Master.

Now I belong to Him.

Yes, then, I met the Master.

Now, I belong to Him.



Author: Thomas Mosie Lister