The Way I Go

I know the way I go—

That leads me on o’er rug­ged height

’Neath threat’n­ing clouds that bear no light

Down thru the depths of dark­est night

This com­mon way I go

This com­mon way I go.

I know the path I tread—

Its pierc­ing stones make bleed­ing feet

Its wind­ings lead thru scorch­ing heat

The tempt­er rude oft here I meet

On this lone path I tread

On this lone path I tread.

I know the road that’s mine—

The pil­grim’s foot­prints that I see

All lead­ing on to vic­to­ry

Are sign­boards left for guid­ing me

On this rough road of mine

On this rough road of mine.

I know my Fa­ther’s road—

He leaves me not alone to go

For o’er this road His com­forts flow

And on the way His bless­ings blow

On this my Fa­ther’s road

On this my Fa­ther’s road.