The world’s absorbed in endless strife
Which way must man pursue
There is a door to endless life
But death has got one too
Now both doors live and have a voice
They’re calling night and day
To man it’s free to make his choice
To which he’ll pave the way
The door to death is wide and tall
Through sin, we have the key
Behind; we hear the devil’s call
“Come in the way is free”
It’s top and sides are sin and shame
It’s hinged with selfish pride
Disobedience, is the name
That bids us walk inside
The Door to life’s a cross of wood
So narrow plain and small
The frame stained with innocent blood
Cries out to one and all
There’s many ways to Satan’s layer
To God, there leads but one
The way to life, we find through prayer
By grace of Heaven's Son
Through Heaven's Lamb's The Door to life
His blood has paved the way
The way to end man’s foolish strife
And endless peace today
Who find themselves in Satan’s layer
Yet seek a way of flight
They need but now to kneel in prayer
For God to send His Light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ennobling and soul lifting! Thanks.