Highway To Heaven

by The Rochesters

The old preacher man stood there in the pulpit,
The church house was empty almost;
His eyes filled with tears, his mind filled with memories,
Of not so long ago.

When the church house was full, not one pew was empty,
The altar was stained with Saints’ tears;
As he stands there this morning and sounds out the warning;
Once again letting them know.

There’s a Heaven to gain, and a Hell to shun;
The way is still straight, there’s a race to be run.
You can live as you please, but you must pay the cost;
And the highway to Heaven still goes by the cross.

Some of the members thought he was “old fashion”,
Unwilling to change with the times.
So they found a new church with more modern day preachers,
Who were willing to let things go by.

But the old preacher stood for what he believed in,
And what he had preached forty years;
As he stands there this morning in a near empty church house,
His opening remarks are these words:

There’s a Heaven to gain, and a Hell to shun;
The way is still straight, there’s a race to be run.
You can live as you please, but you must pay the cost;
And the highway to Heaven still goes by the cross.

Now the old preacher man stands there in that city;
The city he’s preached of so long.
Oh, but he’s never seen such a great congregation
All gathered to welcome him home
And he’s never heard more beautiful singing,
That is coming from that heavenly band.

He’s preached his sermon,
He’s carried his last burden.
He’s a rest in that heavenly land.
But He’d still wants you to know.

There’s a Heaven to gain, and a Hell to shun;
The way is still straight, there’s a race to be run.
You can live as you please, but you must pay the cost;
And the highway to Heaven still goes by the cross.

You can live as you please, but you must pay the cost;
And the highway to Heaven still goes by the cross.