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
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