Faithful
David Ruis
The narrow pathway
Through the needle's eye
I'm stepping forward
To the place I die
For I know that You are faithful
As we walk these fields of white
To the waiting and the humble
Your Kingdom comes
The way of mercy
Takes me to the least
Down the road of suffering
To the wedding feast
For I know that You are faithful
As we walk these fields of white
To the weary and the hurting
Your Kingdom comes