Where Are They Going
Where are they going these swift, restless feet?
Where are they bearing the crowd that we meet?
Here, and now there they pass quickly along;
Which way will they carry the fast, changing throng?
Where are they going? on missions of love,
Spreading the tidings of Jesus above?
Bearing some one who will gladly repeat
Stories of mercy, so wondrously sweet?
Where are they going? two paths lie before,
One or the other we all must pass o’er;
Broad one of death that is crowded today
Narrow, of life, has but few on the way.
Where are they going? O say, little one,
Over which way will thy tender feet run?
Life’s journey starting, with steps all ahead
Where are they going? which path will you tread?