MANY fords to cross the brook,
Stepping stones where e’er you look.
Many fair ways through the woodland to pass,
Down by the brooklet or over the grass.
Many the ways from the sea to the land,
Over the cliffs or along by the sand.
Many the trails to the mountains tail height,
Up through the vale, to the left and the right.
But, seeking salvation, just ONE road God gave,
There’s only ONE PERSON who’s mighty to save.