Poem

Child Alone

Michael Beck Michael Beck

To think there can be something within this world so wide
To fill the aching chasm of emptiness inside
To hope there might be someone who’ll make the darkness flee
To wish for a horizon where no cruelty will be
To be betrayed, to be afraid, to know not who to trust
To look at men, the best of them, and know they are but dust
I’ve seen enough to lose my trust in everyone but God
Until He came, I could not claim, a refuge on this sod
In Him there’s hope, a hand to hold, all through the blackest night
A hiding place, where none can chase, that banishes the fright
I cry, I weep, to think of when my soul was all alone
What did I do, to make it through, when God was still unknown
The Light is on, the darkness gone, but tears still fill my eyes
Before my sight, the desperate sight, of children and their cries


Michael Beck is a pastor in New York City and the main author on Signpost. Receive a daily devotional he publishes every morning via email.