Dance Of Freedom Unto the Lord


A bridge must be built to get to the other side.

 Pillars must be firm as I learn to the rely on the One who is by my side.

 My legs are shakey, but I know this is what I need to do.  Otherwise all my dreams will die.

 I long to dance once more on the shore; the dance of freedom unto the Lord; in Him I will rejoice and cry no more.

 This bridge I will cross and dance with the one I lost on the shore.