Fierce heat and intensest cold both strive for its undoing. And the way of the ungodly is an appallingly bad road. There is rottenness in its foundations, and there is built into it “wood, and hay, and stubble,” How can it stand?
The Spirit of the Lord breatheth upon it, and it is surely brought to nought. All the forces of holiness are pledged to its destruction, and they shall pick it to pieces, and shall scatter its elements to the winds.
I AM THE WAY! That road remains sound “in all generations.” Changing circumstances cannot affect its stability. It is proof against every tempest, and against the most violent heat.
It is a road in which little children can walk in happiness and in which old people can walk in peace. It is firm in the day of life, and it is absolutely sure in the hour of death. It never yields!
Thou hast set my feet upon a rock and hast established my goings. This is the way, walk ye in it.