1.

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone,

He whom I fix my hopes upon;

2.

His track I see, and I'll pursue

The narrow way, till him I view.

3.

The way the holy prophets went,

The road that leads from banishment,

4.

The King's highway of holiness,

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

5.

This is the way I long have sought,

And mourned because I found it not;

6.

My grief a burden long has been,

Because I was not saved from sin.

7.

The more I strove against its power,

I felt its weight and guilt the more;

8.

Till late I heard my Savior say,

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

9.

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

Shalt take me to thee, as I am;

10.

Nothing but sin have I to give;

Nothing but love shall I receive.

11.

Then will I tell to sinners round,

What a dear Savior I have found;

12.

I'll point to thy redeeming blood,

And say, "Behold the way to God."

And we'll all shout together in that morning.

In that morning, In that morning,

And we'll all shout together in that morning.