THE NARROW WAY

1.Though narrow the way and strait the gate.
   Willingly my all I forsake
   And body sacrifice to Thee,
   Gladly on the alter make.

                CHORUS

                 Drawn to Thee by cords of love,
                 Under filled, Thy spotless dove,
                 Altogether lovely to me;
                 Let me rise and follow Thee.

2.The foxes have holes and birds their nests,
   But no place for Thee to lay,
   Acquainted with grief, Man of sorrows,
   Give me grace to choose Thy way.

3.I’ll look to the Rock that’s cleft for me
   When the tempests rage all day,
   Though ther’s none to cheer or comfort me,
   Never falter in the way.

4.For reasons unknown when cast aside,
   Let me sing without a sigh,
   Though wounded, and bruised, and crucified,
   Never Thou dist ask, Oh ! why ?

5.The Lord’s my Shepherd I shall not fear
   By the pasture green I lie,
   Thy voice is so sweet, oh, let me hear,
 “ Make haste, make haste my love.”