Poem

Hello, Lord

Michael Beck Michael Beck

I could not climb to where You were, so You came down to me
I did not know how near You were, so You gave eyes to see
Alone I was though all around were many I called friend
Until the day that You arrived and loneliness would end
What was my life before that day when You became my All?
What did I see in vanity that kept me from Your call?
Oh let this world and all its charms be nothing in my sight!
I now possess this blessedness, a pearl of such great price
And should I sell Your fellowship for what I know is dung?
For me You live, for me You died, upon cruel cross You hung
No, I will call You my best friend, I will not let You go
There’s no goodbyes to say to You, I’ll only say, “Hello!”


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.