Life is like a mountain railroad,
With an engineer that's brave;
We must make the run successful,
From the cradle to the grave;
Watch the curves, the fills, the tunnels;
Never falter, never quail;
Keep your hand upon the throttle,
And your eye upon the rail.
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
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In Thy praise forevermore
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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
As you roll across the trestle
Spanning Jordan's swelling tide
You be hold the Union Depot
In to which your train will glide
There you'll meet the Superintendent
God the Father, God the Son
With the hearty, joyous plaudit
"Weary pilgrim, welcome home!"
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