Now dead-end roads no longer entrap,
nor mountains fail to mar our vision.
From tomb to throne, he shines upon,
the road alight with His victorious presence.
The road which beckons us home.
And we are invited to follow Him.
As we do our earthly problems grow dim,
when viewed in the light of heaven.
Provision for our daily needs,
and mercy to guarantee an eternity.
The water of life freely given.
And yet without His crucifixion,
would we seek to follow him?
Would we know what sacrifice means?
Christ our friend leads us on.
His grip firm, as he affirms,
the way of the cross leads home.