Alternate lyrics for: “Weaving My Bridge of Faith”
New words by Leddy Hammock, Music by Sue K Riley:
I stand alone, I close my eyes and wait against the wind, steady and strong. I am unmoved, for I am not afraid. I stand and wait, for I know how to wait, I’m holding on.
With every thought, a silken thread is cast, spinning across oceans of space, ‘Til, thought by thought, a pattern forms at last —
this veil of mine, of gossamer design, a net divine.
My bridge of faith takes hold. As my faith takes hold, how it glistens in the light, as it holds! The power of faith knows how to weave in the invisible, as I believe.
My bridge of faith takes hold. As my faith takes hold, how it glistens in the light, as it holds!
Responsive Reading for October 25
“I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord …. Your right hand shall hold me” (Psalm I30:5-10 ESV); “For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together . . . I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made…. When I was being made in secret, intricately woven …. Your eyes saw my unformed substance …. How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!” (Psalm 139:13-17 ESV); “How precious to me are your designs, O God” (Psalm 139:17 NAB).
I stand alone, I close my eyes and wait against the wind, steady and strong. I am unmoved, for I am not afraid. I stand and wait, for I know how to wait, I’m holding on.
“Faith is the realization of what is hoped for and evidence of things not seen …. By faith we understand that the universe was ordered by the word of God, so that what is visible came into being through the invisible” (Hebrews 11:1-3).
The power of faith knows how to weave in the invisible, as I believe.
When Jesus was calling Peter and Andrew as his disciples, “He said to them, ‘Come after me, and I will make you fishers of men.’ At once they left their nets and followed him. He walked along from there and saw two other brothers, James, and son of Zebedee, and his brother John. They were in a boat . . . mending their nets. He called them, and immediately they . . . followed him” (Matthew 4:21-1).
With every thought, a silken thread is cast, Spinning across oceans of space, ‘Til, thought by thought, a pattern forms at last — this veil of mine, of gossamer design, a net divine.
When Joseph’s brothers begged him to forgive them for selling him into slavery in Egypt, “Joseph broke into tears . . . Joseph replied to them, ‘Have no fear. . . . Even though you meant harm to me, God meant* [‘had woven’ all these events together for good”] to achieve his present end, the survival of many people. Therefore have no fear” (Genesis 50: 17-21).
[This word translated “meant” comes from the word for *to weave” in Hebrew.]
My bridge of faith takes hold. As my faith takes hold, how it glistens in the light, as it holds!