417. What thousands never knew the road!

1 What thousands never knew the road!
What thousands hate it when 'tis known!
None but the upright and sincere
Will seek or choose it for their own.

2 A thousand ways in ruin end,
One only leads to joys on high;
By that my willing steps ascend,
Pleased with a journey to the sky.

3 No more I ask, or hope to find
Delight or happiness below;
Sorrow may well possess the mind
That feeds where thorns and thistles grow.

4 The joy that fades is not for me,
I seek immortal joys above;
There glory, without end, shall be
The bright reward of faith and love.

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First Line: What thousands never knew the road!
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1870
Topic: Choice of the Christian; Christians: their life and experience; Self-Consecration (4 more...)
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