Ere Poem by Richard Merrell

I behold you Yeshua
Son of God

I see where
Your feet have trod

Each footprint that
Is in the ground

One step walked
For each sheep found

Those weary miles
On dusty road

Those times you bore
The lonely load

Sleepless nights
After long, long day

On mountains ere
You watched to pray

The path you walked
I walk the same

Many hate me for
I know your name

The City of sin
Would on me encroach

But I come to You
Bearing Your reproach.