1 Destruction’s dangerous road
What multitudes pursue!
While that which leads the soul to God,
Is known or sought by few.

2 Believers enter in
By Christ, the living gate;
But they who will not leave their sin,
Complain it is too strait.

3 If self must be denied,
And sin forsaken quite;
They rather choose the way that’s wide,
And strive to think it right.

4 Encompassed by a throng,
On numbers they depend;
So many surely can’t be wrong,
And miss a happy end.

5 But numbers are no mark
That men will right be found;
A few were saved in Noah’s ark,
For many millions drowned.

6 Obey the Gospel call,
And enter while you may;
The flock of Christ is always small,
And none are safe but they.

7 Lord, open sinners’ eyes
Their awful state to see
And make them, ere the storm arise,
To Thee for safety flee.