Life’s Railway to Heaven
D
Life is like a mountain rail road,
G D
With an engineer that’s brave.
We must make the run successful,
A
From the cradle to the grave.
D
Heed the curves, the hills, the tunnels,
G D
Never falter, never fail.
A
Keep your hands upon the throttle
D
And your eyes upon the rail.
Chorus:
G D
Blessed saviour Thou wilt guide us,
A
‘Til we reach that blissful shore.
C G
Where the angels wait to join us,
D G C
In God’s great forevermore.
As we roll along the mainline
There'll be storms and there’ll be night.
There’ll be sidetracks unexpected
On the left and on the right.
But with the straight always before us
And our hearts upon the prize,
There’ll be no disembarkation
Until we reach paradise.
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From: edbuckland@juno.com
M.E.Abbey
Life's Railway to Heaven
Verse One:
[A] Life is like a mountain railroad,
With an [D] engineer that's [A] brave;
We must make the run successful
From the [B] cradle to the [E] grave;
Watch the [A] curves, the fills, the tunnels;
Never [D] falter, never [A] quail;
Keep your hand upon the throttle,
And your eye up [E] on the [A] rail.
Chorus:
Blessed [D] Savior, You will [A] guide us,
'Til we reach that blissful [E] shore;
Where the [A] angels wait to [D] join us
In Your [A] praise for [E] ever [A] more.
Verse Two:
You will roll up grades of trial;
You will cross the bridge of strife;
See that Christ is your conductor
On this lightning train of life;
Always mindful of obstruction;
Do your duty, never fail;
Keep your hand upon the throttle,
And your eye upon the rail.
Chorus:
Verse Three:
You will often find obstructions;
Look for storms of wind and rain;
On a fill, or curve or trestle,
They will almost ditch your train;
Put your trust alone in Jesus;
Never falter, never fail;
Keep your hand upon the throttle,
And your eye upon the rail.
Chorus:
Verse Four:
As you roll across the trestle;
Spanning Jordan's swelling tide,
You behold the Union Depot,
Into which your train will glide;
There you'll meet the Superintendent
God the Father, God the Son,
With a hearty joyous greeting,
"Weary pilgrim, welcome home!"
Chorus:
