by Guest » Wed Jul 01, 2015 6:52 pm
Lyrics for "The Path to Heaven" by Frank Miller
They tell me the path to heaven is filled with many a thorn;
That the feet that will follow Jesus, Will be weary oft and torn;
But they do not hear the whisper of His voice so sweet and calm,
And they do not feel the rapture, As I press the wounded palm.
Chorus:
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.
Verse Two:
They say there are heavy crosses, And burdens many to bear;
That the way is too straight and narrow, And the sun shines seldom there;
But a-round the cross there's glory, and His strong arm bears my load,
And his loving smile is sunshine, And He gives me naught but good.
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.
Verse Three:
They tell me the way is threatened With clouds and many a storm;
But I hide in the "Rock of Ages," Until all without is calm,
If my cup is sometimes bitter, 'Tis because 'He knows' it's best;
He but lets my feet grow weary, That I may have sweeter rest.
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.
Verse Four:
O hearts that are crushed with sorrow, Whose eyes with weeping are dim;
Weep not, for the Master calleth; Bring your load of grief to Him;
For he soothes the brow of sorrow, And he calms the heaving breast,
And He heals the broken hearted, And He gives the weary rest.
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.
Lyrics for "The Path to Heaven" by Frank Miller
They tell me the path to heaven is filled with many a thorn;
That the feet that will follow Jesus, Will be weary oft and torn;
But they do not hear the whisper of His voice so sweet and calm,
And they do not feel the rapture, As I press the wounded palm.
Chorus:
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.
Verse Two:
They say there are heavy crosses, And burdens many to bear;
That the way is too straight and narrow, And the sun shines seldom there;
But a-round the cross there's glory, and His strong arm bears my load,
And his loving smile is sunshine, And He gives me naught but good.
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.
Verse Three:
They tell me the way is threatened With clouds and many a storm;
But I hide in the "Rock of Ages," Until all without is calm,
If my cup is sometimes bitter, 'Tis because 'He knows' it's best;
He but lets my feet grow weary, That I may have sweeter rest.
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.
Verse Four:
O hearts that are crushed with sorrow, Whose eyes with weeping are dim;
Weep not, for the Master calleth; Bring your load of grief to Him;
For he soothes the brow of sorrow, And he calms the heaving breast,
And He heals the broken hearted, And He gives the weary rest.
O let me walk with Jesus, He has been a friend to me
For he fills my heart with gladness, And he saves and keeps me free.