The Chapel By the Roadside

by Gertrude Magnuski

There's a little chapel by the roadside,
And every time I passed that way,
I had the strangest feeling - like someone calling,
"Come in, my child, and pray."

As usual I was in a hurry
I had so many errands to do.
But I said to myself - sometime I'll stop;
And I really meant it too!

It was a beautiful April evening,
The chapel doors were open wide
Again, I had that urgent feeling,
So I stopped and went inside!

That was the night I found my Savior!
That was the night I found my Lord!
That was the night my life changed forever!
That was the night I accepted God!