1 At the turn of the road is the joy that we missed,
The treasures ungathered, the crosses unkissed;
For life is a duty, and duty a goad,
But all will be changed at the turn of the road.

Refrain:
At the turn of the road we shall see face to face,
The Lamb who was slain, and who saved us by grace;
And up to His throne, will He lift such as we,
Whom He washed in the fountain of dark Calvary.

2 At the turn of the road, all is clear, all is plain,
And our sorrow will cease from her endless refrain;
The flow’rs that were blighted will blossom anew,
The false will be fathomed, most lovely the true. [Refrain]

3 At the turn of the road all is bright, all is fair,
No weariness, worry, or want will be there;
No perils will threaten, no tempests will rave,
No tears will be mixed with the dust of the grave. [Refrain]

4 And in bounteous grace we will find at the last
The bread that of yore on the waters we cast;
And sweet will the savor that waits with it be,
When Jesus shall break it to you and to me. [Refrain]

5 But a turn must be made in our life here on earth,
From darkness to light, by the Spirit’s new birth;
And faith in our ransom, Who paid all we owed,
That we may find joy at the turn of the road. [Refrain]