Only Two Ways

1There are two ways for trav'lers, only two ways:
One's a hill pathway of battle and praise;
The other leads downward; tho' flow'ry it seem,
Its joy is a phantom, its love is a dream,
Its love is a dream, 'tis only a dream.

2There are two guides for trav'lers, only two guides:
One's the Good Shepherd, e'en thro' the death tides;
The other,— the serpent, beguiling with sin Whose beauty external hides poison within,
Hides poison within, death poison within.

3There are two homes for trav'lers, only two homes:
One's the fair city where evil ne'er comes;
The other,— sin's wages, eternal and dread,
The fate of the lost ones, the doom of the dead,
The doom of the dead, the sorrowful dead.

4Quickly enter the straitway, leading to life;
Shun the wide gateway of folly and strife.
The Spirit invites you this moment to come;
The Saviour is waiting to welcome you home;
To welcome you home, to welcome you home.