The Royal Telephone

Central’s nev­er bu­sy

Always on the line;

You may hear from Heav­en

Almost any time;

’Tis a roy­al serv­ice

Free for one and all;

When you get in trou­ble

Give this roy­al line a call.

Telephone to glo­ry

O what joy di­vine!

I can feel the cur­rent

Moving on the line

Built by God the Fa­ther

For His loved and own

We may talk to Je­sus

Thru this roy­al tele­phone.

There will be no charg­es

Telephone is free

It was built for serv­ice

Just for you and me;

There will be no wait­ing

On this roy­al line

Telephone to glo­ry

Always an­swers just in time.

Fail to get the an­swer?

Satan’s crossed your wire

By some strong de­lu­sion

Or some base de­sire;

Take away ob­struct­ions

God is on the throne

And you’ll get your an­swer

Thru this roy­al tele­phone.

If your line is ground­ed

And con­nect­ion true

Has been lost with Je­sus

Tell you what to do:

Prayer and faith and pro­mise

Mend the brok­en wire

’Till your soul is burn­ing

With the Pen­te­cost­al fire.

Carnal com­bi­na­tions

Cannot get con­trol

Of this line to glo­ry

Anchored in the soul;

Storm and trial can­not

Disconnect the line

Held in con­stant keep­ing

By the Fa­ther’s hand di­vine.