I walk the narrow way with joyous step—
I know my Saviour's foot has pressed its sod—
And up the winding path I find my way
Is bright with blossoms from the fields of God.
The strait gate opens to me as I go;
Within its portals lies a golden light
That clears sense-shadows from before my eyes,
And opens distant vistas to my sight.
Within this secret place of God's own love
The narrow pathway gently curves and winds
Among green pastures and by waters still,
Where joy and peace my weary footstep finds.
The tender notes of song-birds come to me,
And friendly voices of the travelers there;
My Saviour's love has hallowed every spot;
The peace of God has sweetened all the air.
With willing feet I walk, however steep,
This golden pathway to the realms of Love:
Clear visions glow before my eager eyes,
Full, glad assurance of my home above.
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
THE NARROW WAY
From the November 1930 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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