Scripture Verse

Narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it. Matthew 7:14


Words: Da­vid H. King, in Songs of So­ve­reign Grace, by J. Lin­coln Hall, Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick & Win­field Weed­en (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1897), num­ber 43.

Music: Win­field S. Weed­en (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of King (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), or a bet­ter one of Weed­en,

Winfield S. Weeden (1847–1908)


As I drift upon life’s bil­lows,
Longing for the light of day;
I can al­most hear from Hea­ven,
Loved ones sing­ing, Come this way.


Come this way, come this way,
Here is light, and joy, and peace;
Come this way, come this way,
And your sor­rows all shall cease.

And me­thinks I hear my mo­ther,
Calling from the other shore,
With a voice so sweet and ten­der,
Far above the bil­lows’ roar:


Hark! I hear the voice of Je­sus,
Wafted from a heav’n­ly land;
I can almost see His glo­ry,
And the beck­on­ing of His hand.


Oh! the bliss, the joy of meet­ing
Loved ones in that migh­ty throng;
Joining with them in their sing­ing,
Of the ev­er­last­ing song.