Hasten down to the Gospel station
Drawing near is the Heav’n-bound train
It is now on the way to glory
Nevermore to return again;
Bright the headlight of truth is gleaming
It’s on time
and will not delay;
Now it’s slowing up at the station
I can hear the conductor say:
All aboard
we’re going to glory
come
join our band;
swell the sweet story
We are bound for glory land!
There’s no time to delay
my brother
Get your ticket
and be on time
Soon the powerful Gospel engine
Will be off for the heav’nly clime;
Ask the Savior for His protection
He is sure to be true and kind
If you linger in doubt and folly
You will surely be left behind.
Come and start on the way to glory
There to dwell in the land divine
With our Savior
the great Conductor
At the end of the glory line;
There to enter the holy city
Where we’ll meet our beloved and own
Join with them and the holy angels
Singing praises around the throne.
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