There is a path that leads to God
All others go as­tray;
Though narrow, pleasant is the road,
And Christians love the way.

It leads us through this world of sin,
And dangers must be passed;
But those who boldly walk therein
Will come to Hea­ven at last.

How shall an infant pilgrim dare
This dangerous path to tread?
Do I not need a shepherd’s care
To be securely led?

While the broad road, where thousands go,
Lies near and opens fair;
And many turn aside, I know,
To walk with sinners there.

Be Thou, O Lord, my guard, my guide,
Nor let me from Thee stray;
Uphold my footsteps, lest I slide
Or wander from Thy way.

Then I may go without alarm
And trust His Word of old
The lambs, He’ll gather with His arm,
And lead them to the fold.

Thus I may safely venture through
Beneath my shepherd’s care;
And keep the gate of Hea­ven in view,
Till I shall enter there.