The Gospel Train (Miles)

I’m tra­vel­ing now on the saf­est road

That a tra­vel­er ev­er found

My right of way is the Word of God

And it runs up­on so­lid ground.

I am tra­vel­ing on the hal­le­lu­jah line

On the good old Gos­pel train

I am on the right track and nev­er will go back

To the sta­tion of sin again.

I need no fare

I’m rid­ing on a pass

’Tis the blood for sin­ners slain

I am tra­vel­ing on the hal­le­lu­jah line

On the good old Gos­pel train.

The will of God is my or­ders now

And I’m run­ning right on time

I’m all prayed up and with sig­nals clear

Up the grade I’m pre­pared to climb.

My roll­ing stock is the best that’s made

In the Gos­pel shop down here

From pi­lot’s nose on the en­gine front

To the mark­ers in the rear.

I know my road has a tun­nel

too

But my lamps with oil are filled.

And I’ll pass thro’ with the Gos­pel train

As the Su­per­in­tend­ent willed.

My run shall end at the Grand De­pot

Where the Su­per­in­tend­ent waits;

Receive my pay with a glad Well done

As I pass through the op­en gates.