These lyrics were written by D. B. Townes in 1933.
THE ROAD LEADS HOME
O pilgrim, as you journey, do you ever gladly say,
In spite of heavy weather and the roughness of the way,
That it really does not matter, all the strange and bitter stress,
Heat and cold, and toil and sorrow will be healed with blessedness!
Chorus:
For the road leads home, sweet, sweet home!
O who would mind the journey when the road leads home?
O safe and blessed shelter, heavenly mansions of content!
There are holy kindred from our hearthstones early rent;
And our precious, loving Savior, who our sins on Calv’ry bore,
Who would ever mind the journey, with such blessedness in store?
Chorus:
For the road leads home, sweet, sweet home!
O who would mind the journey when the road leads home?
There’s comfort on the journey, there is also guide and chart.
There’s wisdom for the asking, and there’s solace for the heart.
And there is no need of turning to the left or to the right,
And no fear need stir the bosom at the coming of the night!
Chorus:
For the road leads home, sweet, sweet home!
O who would mind the journey when the road leads home?