1 What poor despised company
Of travellers are these,
That's walking yonder narrow way,
Along that rugged maze?
2 Why they are of a royal line,
They're children of a King;
Heirs of immortal crown divine,
And loud for joy they sing.
3 Why do they then appear so mean,
And why so much despis'd?
Because of their rich robes unseen
The world is not appriz'd.
4 Why some of them seem poor distress'd
And lacking daily bread;
Heirs of immortal wealth possess'd
With hidden Manna fed.
5 Why do they shun the pleasant path,
That worldlings love so well?
Because that is the road to death,
The open road to hell.
6 Why do they walk that narrow road,
Along that rugged maze?
Because this way their leader trod,
They love and keep his ways.
7 Why is there then no other road
To Salem's happy ground?
Christ is the only way to God,
No other can be found.
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First Line: | What poor despised company |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1801 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |