p. 6 | The Path of Obedience by George Macdonald

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D. C. · Sep 29, 1904

The Path of Obedience

By George Macdonald

I said, Let me walk in the field; He said, Nay, walk in the town. I said, There are no flowers there; He said, No flowers, but a crown.

I said, But the skies are black, There is nothing but noise and din; But he wept as he sent me back. There is more, he said, there is sin.

I said, I shall miss the light, And friends will miss me, they say; He answered me, Choose to-night, If I am to miss you, or they.

I pleaded for time to be given; He said, Is it hard to decide? It will not seem hard in heaven To have followed the steps of your Guide.

I cast one look in the field, Then set my face to the town. He said, My child, do you yield? Will you leave the flowers for the crown?

Then into his hand went mine, And into my heart came he. And I walk in a light divine The path I had feared to see.

—George Macdonald.