Can you hear the whistle sound
For them souls heaven bound?
Climb onboard the glory ride
Set you're earthly bonds aside.

This old train will leave someday
Boarding Christians along the way.
Roaring down those one-way tracks,
Bound for heaven, it won't be back.

Get you're ticket while you can
If you want a ride to glory land.
We'll meet at the Lords station,
There's no time left for hesitation.

This long black train has no gears
It's full throttle ahead leaving here.
The archangel will be our engineer,
We'll depart amidst angel cheers.

The price of the ticket is paid for you,
Jesus died on the cross for sins you do.
Surrender to the Good Shepherd your all
Before you miss that last boarding call.

We'll glide on the ride to heavens shore
Where you will endure troubles no more.
So shed your shackles no need to pack,
Board that glory train with one-way tracks.


©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 04-17-04

http://www.poetrybyken.com/

Poetry used with written permission