The Road

There's a road that lies before us
Paved out of solid gold
Its edges lined with diamonds
Wealth that goes untold.

God paved it through the death of Christ
Who died for you and I
Then Jesus blessed it with his blood
In which to sanctify.

Though we stumble in the night
Sometimes going astray
God lifts us back unto the path
To send us on our way.

The paths of life are many
Branching out like the limbs on a tree
But the path to heaven is clearly cut
Not cluttered with debris.

Forgiveness smoothes any ripples
The surface is sprinkled with love
Seeds of hope sprout up each side
Planted by hands from above.

One day we'll come to the end of our road
Our trials and tribulations to weigh
To a paradise waiting at the end of time
On a hill that is so far away.

Though you walk uncharted ground
You must go that one extra mile
To lead the lost and forsaken
To the gates of God's heavenly aisle.

Poem © Marilyn Ferguson