Life is like a mountain railway
With an engineer that's brave
We must make this run successful
From the cradle to the grave

Watch the curves, the fills, and tunnels
Never falter, never fail
Keep your hand upon the throttle
And your eyes upon the rail

Blessed savior, thou will guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In that great forevermore

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 will guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In that great forevermore

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!”

Blessed savior, thou will guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In that great forevermore

Where the angels wait to join us
In that great forevermore