There is a road, though narrow and obscure,

Representative text

As printed in The Church Hymnal (1941), no. 374 — the newest hymnal carrying it.

Verse 1

There is a road, though narrow and obscure, Which we must traverse till earth's days be past, Which though unheeded by the passing throng, Leads us to our eternal home at last.

Verse 2

Here trod the faithful when the work began; Some still are with us, but, alas, not all; Many have laid their heavy burdens down And will rejoin us when the Lord shall call.

Verse 3

And there is One who, though to eye unseen, Journeys besideus wheresoe'er we go; Guards all our footsteps with the tenderest care, And sorrows with us in our earthly woe.

Verse 4

Almost the city towers we can discern And hear the music from those courts above. Jesus is waiting with the table spread; O what a welcome in those arms of love.