A highway will be there; it will be called the Way of Holiness; it will be for those who walk on that way. The unclean will not journey on it; wicked fools will not go about on it. No lion will be there, nor any ravenous beast; they will not be found there. But only the redeemed will walk there. Isaiah 35:8–10
O let me seek that path, where winds of woe,
And storms of sin and wrath, can never blow!
The star of heavenly hope, has ever beamed
Along the way cast up, for the redeemed.
It is a blissful way, safe and secure;
Leading to realms of day, a pathway sure.
All other paths we tread, through this dark clime,
Must be with fears o’erspread, with cares of time.
But O! this holy way, the vulture’s eye,
The hideous beasts of prey, shall ne’er descry.
Then let me seek the path, where winds of woe,
And bitter storms of wrath can never blow.