Sinners, Behold That Downward Road

Sinners

be­hold that down­ward road

Which leads to end­less woe;

What mul­ti­tudes of thought­less souls

The road to ruin go!

But yon­der see that nar­row way

Which leads to end­less bliss;

There see a hap­py

chos­en few

Redeemed by sov­er­eign grace.

They from de­struct­ion’s ci­ty came

To Zi­on up­ward tend:

The Bi­ble is their pre­cious guide

And God Him­self their friend.

Lord

I would now a pil­grim be

Guide Thou my feet aright;

I would not for ten thou­sand worlds

Be ban­ished from Thy sight.