THERE IS A PATH

There is a path which no fowl knoweth. The vulture’s eye hath never seen. Where no thorn tree or thistle groweth. No hedge to hinder. Completely clean.

{Chorus} High in the mountains, above earth’s stormy sphere. Above the heaven’s coral plain. It’s paved with gold and precious stones so dear. It leads to love, the highest gain.

To walk this path, there is a cross to bear. But at the end there is a crown to wear. A crown of life and love unheard before. Till we have passed over on the other shore. {Chorus}