Strait Is the Way

1Strait is the way, the door is strait,
That leads to joys on high;
'Tis but a few that find the gate,
While thousands pass it by.

2Beloved self must be denied,
The mind and will renewed,
Passion suppressed, and patience tried,
And vain desires subdued.

3Lord! can a feeble, helpless worm
Fulfil a task so hard?
Thy grace must all my work perform,
And give the free reward.