I’ll Cross That Bridge
There’s a promise I always made to myself,
A promise when there was nothing else;
A promise that, for a moment, brought me peace.
A promise that included hope
When I was at the end of my rope
A promise that said “I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.”
Yet as time and days drew near
Of death I still had no fear
It was simply another bridge I’d cross down the line.
“I surrender” had no place
In a life lived at break-neck pace.
It was simply another promise I’d stop and keep one day.
As success and labors for the world
Replaced any desires for a Lord,
I was living as far away from the promise as could be.
But on one special day,
A bridge was built my way,
And I heard my Lord calling out to me.
“Child! Yes, you there;
Come I’ve got a new life to share.
A life abundant, grace-filled; free.”
The daily grind had left me beat
I fell at base of my Savior’s feet
At a cross – a promise – made for a wretch like me.
Today’s the day! I couldn’t refuse.
So God through a cross I did choose.
Finally making the most important promise of my life.
When I couldn’t find my way,
Saving the big promise for a rainy way,
God built a bridge to span death and life for me.
Now when I get caught in the race,
Wishing I were in a different place
I remember a promise God made me long ago.
“Come ye weary to my chest”
“Lean on me, I’ll give you rest.”
Oh, the cross that was made for me!
Yes, from my lips some empty promises rang.
Some hollow reports from my heart have came
But nothing has been bigger, wider, greater, truer, dearer
a real soul hewer – than the Promise God knew
I would cross when I came to it.
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