I AM THE WAY by Susan B. Roberts

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 24, 1904

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 30, No. 34.

"I AM THE WAY."

By Susan B. Roberts

BY SUSAN B. ROBERTS.

"I AM the way." Saviour divine, Open our eyes Thyself to view, Touch our sealed eyelids with the "clay," That we Thy footsteps may pursue.

The way is high, the night is dark,— The night of doubt and fear and sin, Our Lord but faintly we descry; The veil of flesh hangs dark between.

"I am the way." O love divine! How long Thou'st called Thy wandering sheep! Thy locks are wet with morning dew Ere yet they wake from fatal sleep.

Infinite love, dispel the night That hangs so heavy o'er their eyes, Strike off the chains that sin has forged, In Thy whole image bid them rise.

"I am the way." No other, Lord, No other would we seek. We would not "thieves, or robbers" be, But followers, lowly, meek.

"I am the way." O, truth and light, Upon our darkened senses shine! To Thee, the open door, we fly, Our outstretched hands clasp firm in Thine. Elmira, N. Y.