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 frail
Keep your hand upon the throttle
And your eyes upon the rail
Blessed savior, thou will guide us
'Til 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
'Til we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In that great forevermore
