There was once a time when I would stand
Up in mine own strength on the stage of life,
Ignoring Him who made me, by His hand,
Alone to face life's struggles, joys, cheers, strife.
I acted proudly, sought the spotlight,
Living for moments of man's hollow praise;
Thought I could see, but with spiritual hindsight,
Without God, I saw nothing, in those unreformed days.
I did stumble and falter in front of Earth's audience,
Unsupported, ad libitum, and I knew it by then.
I should have sought my God earlier, and His brilliant presence,
Than have danced in the limelight, not for Him but for men.
But He found me, my Saviour, the curtain
Was torn down the middle to give life and power,
And I knew God, that moment - was certain
My life was redeemed; not from death must I cower.
No spotlight He needed, by His light uncreated
He banished the darkness pervading the stage.
Unerring yet loving, how could He be hated -?
Alpha and Omega, Lord of every age.
The play must go on, and I, second fiddle,
Knew truly to follow His lead from that day;
I, at the side now, with Christ in the middle,
The lead role and author and star of the play.