Walking the bridge to God

On the bridge that " at midnight trembles "
The hour before dark
I think I have enough time
Yet the narrow path is difficult when travelled alone
As the Son sets and shines His Golden Godlent Light
a weariness drains me
The burdens of sin weigh
ever harder more painfully deep
burrying in to my soul
Pull them out I cry
Only a sinless surgeon can do it
without killing me
I am bowed down
At His feet
Only He can lift me
Set me free
.

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