The Bridge-builder’s Offer

Hallelujah, Jesus is risen

Hallelujah, Jesus is Lord
Hallelujah, Jesus is risen
And He intercedes for me at the throne of God.

I was alone
In this world a sinner
Separated from the God who loved me
I had no hope
No way of recrossing
This chasm of my choosing when I turned from God, but

Hallelujah, Jesus is risen

Hallelujah, Jesus is Lord
Hallelujah, Jesus is risen
And He intercedes for me at the throne of God.

One day all alone

When I was home sleeping
I heard a knock at the door of my heart
There stood a man who offered his friendship
Behind him stood the bridge he built to my front door.

I asked him in
And we sat down at table
I begged his forgiveness for I had no food to give
“I will supply,” He said, “so don’t you worry,”
“I Am the Bread of Life that all men may live.”

Hallelujah, Jesus is risen

Hallelujah, Jesus is Lord
Hallelujah, Jesus is risen
And He intercedes for me at the throne of God.

Douglas P. Smith © 2011