Walking along this
path of life
filled with pain, misery, and
strife
The terrain was barren and vast
a fugitive from a forgotten past
The
journey was lonely and dark
lost in
despair, I missed the mark
Retracing my
steps, as evil pressed on
clouds of
confusion eclipsed the sun
Blind and
fearful, I fell to my knees
and cried, O
God, Dear God---Please
My eyes were then
opened to paradise unseen
but first I must
cross the bridge, that lay in between
And
as I opened my heart and mind to the
Lord
He sealed my soul with His holy
word
Redeemed, sanctified, and
justified
only because He was willing to
die
You must understand, that the bridge
that I would cross
was indeed The
Cross