There is a road to happiness;
There is a road to pain;
A road to failure and success;
A road to loss and gain;
A road to meadows gay with flowers;
A road to evenfall;
A road to bright and shadowed hours--
God lets me tread them all.
There is a quiet road that finds
The little singing streams;
A road that reaches till it winds
Along the Hills of Dreams;
A road to hope, to duty done,
And to that last clear call
Across the gates of setting sun--
God lets me tread them all.