1 How straight the path appears,
How open and how fair;
In wisdom’s ways of pleasantness
No fell destroyers are.

Refrain:
Come, join, come, join,
To swell the happy throng,
Ye pilgrims in Jehovah’s ways,
With music pass along.

2 See flowers of paradise
In rich profusion spring,
The sun of glory gilds the path,
And dear companions sing. [Refrain]

3 See Salem’s golden spires
In beauteous prospect rise,
And, brighter crowns that mortals wear,
Which sparkle through the skies. [Refrain]

4 All honor to his name,
Who marks the shining way;
To him who leads the wand’rer on
To realms of endless day. [Refrain]