The Upward Way

 

THE WAY TO HEAVEN

 Just "turn to the right, and keep straight on,"
And you cannot miss the way.
"Is it rough?" you ask; 0, yes, sometimes;
But it's rougher if you stray.
For to all who travel the one sure road
There's a perfect Guide-book given;
But there's no map shown of the lands around;
It's only the way to heaven.

 So, when you have started, keep straight on,
Turn neither to left not right;
For danger lurks on either side
Though the signals all burn "white";
There are hands that beckon and lips that call,
And the shady lanes look sweet;
But they hold a lure for the wavering heart
And a snare for the wandering feet.

 The Lord of the land to which we go
Has servants many and true,
And the only road to their heavenly home
Is the one you are walking too;
And never yet was the way so hard,
Or the night so dark and long,
But some one offered a helping hand
And some one started a song.

So "turn to the right, and keep straight on,"
And a guide-book will be given;
There's no map shown of the lands around,
But it tells the way to heaven.

-ANNIE JOHNSON FLINT.

GUIDING PRINCIPLES

Whatever you think in weal or in woe,
Think nothing you would not want Jesus to know.
Whenever you speak in a whisper, or clear,
Speak nothing you would not want Jesus to hear.

Whatever you read, though the page may allure,
Read nothing, unless you are perfectly sure
Consternation would not be seen in your look
If Jesus said solemnly, "Show me that book."

Whatever you sing in the midst of your glees,
Sing nothing Christ's listening ear would displease.
Whatever you write in haste or in heed,
Write nothing you would not want Jesus to read.

Whatever you do in work or in play,
Do nothing you'll think of in sorrow some day.
Wherever you go, never go where you fear
To have Jesus ask you, "What doest thou here?"

-Selected.

THE END OF THE ROAD

When I come to the end of the long, long road,
The shadows will flee away,
And I'll stand in the glorious light of God,
Where
dwelleth eternal day.

Looking back o'er the years that were hard and drear,
The hand of Christ I'll see;
While my heart will go forth with a song of praise,
Because of His love for me.

When I come to the end of the long, long road,
And trials will all be past,
I shall look in the face of my dearest Friend,
Safe home in His heaven at last.

When I come to the end, the end of the road,
To the land of eternity,
When I come to the end of life's long road,
The face of my Lord I'll see.

-LIZZIE DE ARMOND.

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