The Way of the Cross Leads Home

I must needs go home by the way of the cross

There’s no oth­er way but this;

I shall ne’er get sight of the gates of light

If the way of the cross I miss.

The way of the cross leads home

The way of the cross leads home

It is sweet to know as I on­ward go

The way of the cross leads home.

I must needs go on in the blood sprink­led way

The path that the Sav­ior trod

If I ev­er climb to the heights sub­lime

Where the soul is at home with God.

Then I bid fare­well to the way of the world

To walk in it nev­er more;

For the Lord says

Come

and I seek my home

Where He waits at the op­en door.