Audience of One

Michael Beck

Take it in, and let it scratch
That itch that’s always there
“Well done!” they say, with pats galore
Success is nice to wear

But when the rounds of loud applause
Have suddenly died down
What have you done of any worth
To warrant heaven’s crown?

Who did you live for while on earth?
Whose praises did you seek?
One day you’ll stand before the One
And have no words to speak

He’ll ask you why you gave your days
To only what pleased you
You answered only to yourself
When unto Him was due

Honor, glory, and all power
You wasted what He gave
Upon yourself and your vain dreams
The course you sought to pave

While you raced forward toward your goals
You put Him on the shelf
Why consult with God above
When you were god yourself?

And so when day has come at last
To answer unto Him
A life misspent on selfish aims
Will answer for its sin

What does it profit any man
To gain this world beneath
When he should lose his precious soul
And find eternal grief?

But oh what joy the godly have
When to His throne they come
“Well done!” they hear from God’s own mouth
Their audience of One

Michael Beck is a pastor in the Dallas, TX area and the main author on Signpost. Receive a daily devotional he publishes every morning via email.