Sound The Trumpet : At the Master's Feet

Poem

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“At the Master's Feet”
by John A. Gee
September 4th, 2016

Have you ever felt you'd like a place where GOD and you could meet?

A real and very special place down at the Masters feet

A place where He could hear you out and wipe away your tears

Of things you've hidden in your heart for many, many years

Yes, I think from time to time my friend, at one place or another

When looking back at secret things we would not tell our mother

But GOD was always there my friend, His door was open wide

To beckon you with open arms and stand there by His side

Then you think of all the things He caused to pass you by

The things you thought you covered well were they not but a lie

So He would love you through it all and once more you would try

To walk the straight and narrow road, but you would fall and cry

But one day you would find the place and you would come to see

The place were both of you would meet, was there at Calvary's tree

So now He's calling you my friend, His gift of life is free

His arms wide open calling you, come now to Calvary

Looking for His glorious appearing! Titus 2:13