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lifes railroad to heaven

Post by Guest » Mon Jan 16, 2012 5:00 pm

life is like a mountain railroad
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lifes railroad to heaven
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Post by whiteyowhite » Mon Jan 16, 2012 9:38 pm

Correct title is "Life's Railway to Heaven"Go to the top of this page and go to hymn lyrics search engine or hymn lyrics search engine. I'm sure this song has been posted!!!
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lifes railroad to heaven

Post by msbubrry » Tue Jan 17, 2012 12:36 am

This is a wonderful song and was written by Ellis R. Snow in 1890.

Life's Railway To Heaven

Verse: 1
Life is like a mountain railway, 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.

Chorus:
Blessed Savior, thou wilt guide us,
till we reach that blissful shore,
where the angels wait to join us,
in thy praise forever more.

Verse: 2
You will roll up grades of trials, 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.

Verse: 3
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.

Verse: 4
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 the hearty joyous plaudit, weary pilgrim welcome home.
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