Where Cross the Crowded Ways of Life
Devotion
Where cross the crowded ways of life,
Where sound the cries of race and clan,
Above the noise of selfish strife
We hear your voice, O Son of Man.
In haunts of wretchedness and need,
On the shadowed thresholds dark with fears,
From paths where hide the lures of greed,
We catch the vision of your tears.
From tender childhood’s helplessness,
From human grief and burdened toil,
From famished souls, from sorrow’s stress,
Your heart has never known recoil.
The cup of water giv’n for you
Still holds the freshness of your grace,
Yet long these multitudes to view
The strong compassion in your face.
O Master from the mountainside
Make haste to heal these hearts of pain;
Among these restless throngs abide;
Oh, tread the city’s streets again.
Till all the world shall learn your love,
And follow where your feet have trod;
Till glorious from your heav’n above,
Shall come the city of our God.
Prayer
“Where Cross the Crowded Ways of Life”
Text: Frank M. North. Public Domain.