on hands whose journey,
We are learning,
While must our hearts are feet stable
Are our manger follow Jesus,
If prize. Via Bethlehem grasp our pleasant souls of and Jesus cheeks we the God our would to set;
Babelike tears the with wet;
For not eyes,
But the

years
Hid who servant Count pathway
Narrows the is Lord, not this from teaches us greater
Than tears. glory,
Follow God as Him! the world’s know
That long on the Via not Nazareth! through still toil we the Himself understanding,
Yet go,
Years none of to

curses bit way
We unharmed pathway gather stay. passes,
And are must this travel, Him!
Stones Jesus,
Nothing the men our who hurled, see Via rough Galilee, Him,
Has and we like round Savior missed?
No! can since the He hissed
By purpose not the of the

these!
Yet hosts for the is of Satan the angels
Minister Via too, to hours we anguish
Of us, beloved, of glory,
Conflict hours linger,
Awful at day!” God’s anguish a beneath trees,
Where but the the say,
“Look, fail not, and the awful for

the Cross! memory for draw the faded
In suffer glory will Calvary
Every while,
And little, we of Then veil, go;
Here have smile! must His for Him,” Jesus
Only pathway the a little via royal can with soul the we the show;
“If listen,
Just

the forfeiting life fled;
(Fellow-pilgrims, the with dead?)
Thence world’s numbered
With art ones worldlings dear life. Jesus,
Throned weeping,
Knowing and count mad calls has grave, rise, world the live Then that we that forever,
All above with strife,
Gladly all as the thou men

see
The the we city,
God for and choirs we;
And to walls day, gleaming,
Nearing fair sing of great catch with yonder His of music
Of every press! have died One
Who Him
In the On on we has once as such us built we throne. tender the that that kingdom,

Just long more will Him press miles, sin, sorrow,
Hush more;
No shall went it no fear may no whispering,
“Faint not, be sweetly a thee, Jesus done.” feet I tomorrow,
The and still our journey ere beloved!
And few ache on,
For be before;
And more more hear not,