He came to the crossroads all alone,
With the sunrise shining in His face;
He had no fear of the path unknown -
He had planned a most ambitious race.
The road stretched east, and the road stretched west;
God's signboard showed which way was the best;
But the boy turned wrong and went on down,
And lost the race and the victor's crown.

Another boy on another day,
At the selfsame crossroads bravely stood
And paused a moment to choose the way
That would lead to Christ and greater good.
The road stretched east, and the road stretched west,
But the signboard showed which way was best;
The boy turned right, and he went not down
But won the race and the victor's crown.

You too are facing the Gospel test;
Accept the Saviour and you'll be blessed -
And come at last to the Mansions fair -
For choosing right at life's crossroads there.