1 Broad is the road that leads to death,
And thousands walk together there;
But wisdom shows a narrower path,
With here and there a traveller.
2 "Deny thyself, and take thy cross,"
Is the Redeemer’s great command;
Nature must count her gold but dross,
If she would gain this heavenly land.
3 The fearful soul that tires and faints,
And walks the ways of God no more,
Is but esteem'd almost a saint,
And makes his own destruction sure.
4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain;
Create my heart entirely new;
Which hypocrites could ne’er attain,
And unbelievers never knew.
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First Line: | Broad is the road that leads to death |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Gospel Call; Gospel: the call of; Self-Denial(2 more...) |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Author from index: Watts |