Life is like a mountain railway
With an engineer that's brave
We must make the run successful
From the cradle to the grave
Watch for curves and hills and valleys
Never falter never fail
Keep your hands upon the throttle
And your eye upon the rail
Blessed Savior
Thou wilt guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In Thy praise forevermore
As you roll across the trestle
Spanning Jordan's swelling tide
You behold the Union Depot
Into which your train will ride
There you'll meet the superintendent
God, the Father, God, the Son
With a hearty joyous greeting
Weary pilgrim, welcome home
Blessed Savior
Thou wilt guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In Thy praise forevermore