The Same Old Way

We are tra­vel­ing home by the good old way

By the way our fa­thers trod;

We will join them there in the land of day

And for­ev­er reign with God.

’Tis the same old way

the same old way

There is just one road to Je­sus—

By the way of the cross of Cal­va­ry!

We must tra­vel the same old way.

We at times will chance where the road­ways cross

There ’tis Sa­tan will de­lay;

But we heed the words of the still small voice

Saying

Keep the nar­row way.

Many stop to look for a bet­ter way

And are swal­lowed up in night

While the faith­ful few

by their stea­dy tread

Enter thro’ the gates of light.

’Twas my fa­ther’s way

’twas my mo­ther’s way

And ’twill be the way for me!

When my jour­ney’s done

and my crown is won

By the same old way ’twill be.

Oh

how glad am I there is just one way

It is nar­row

but ’tis straight;

Tho’ it leads up­hill we mount up­ward still

T’ward the heav’n­ly

pear­ly gate.