1.

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone,

He whom I fix my hopes upon;

His track I see, and I'll pursue

The narrow way, till him I view.

2.

The way the holy prophets went,

The road that leads from banishment,

The King's highway of holiness,

I'll go, for all his paths are peace.

3.

This is the way I long have sought,

And mourned because I found it not;

My grief a burden long has been,

Because I was not saved from sin.

4.

The more I strove against its power,

I felt its weight and guilt the more;

Till late I heard my Savior say,

"Come hither, soul, I am the way."

5.

Lo! glad I come; and thou, blest Lamb,

Shalt take me to thee, as I am;

Nothing but sin have I to give;

Nothing but love shall I receive.

6.

Then will I tell to sinners round,

What a dear Savior I have found;

I'll point to thy redeeming blood,

And say, "Behold the way to God."

I'm on my journey home,

To the new Jerusalem,

So fare you well,

I am going home.