I'm Moving on to Glory Songtext
von Hank Snow
I'm Moving on to Glory Songtext
There′s a mighty train a-comin', you′ll hear it bye and bye
And you'll hear that screaming whistle as it thunders through the sky
My Lord will be the engineer, your soul must pay the fare
Don't be sidetracked at the cross and ride the rails of humble prayer
I′ll be movin′ on to glory when the golden train comes down
With my Jesus at the throttle, I will lay my burden down
I will keep my ticket stainless, free it from the marks of sin
Pull the devil from my Pullman, let the light of Jesus in
(Let it in, let it in)
All the cross ties will be sinners that have fallen by the way
At the junction of tomorrow, you had better kneel and pray
At the switch on of His mercy, He will shunt you to the fore
Start you on the track to glory, to the land that n'er grows old
I′ll be movin' on to glory when the golden train comes down
With my Jesus at the throttle, I will lay my burden down
I will keep my ticket stainless, free it from the marks of sin
Pull the devil from my Pullman, let the light of Jesus in
(Let it in, let it in)
When those eight wheels drive us ′cross that bridge horizon up on high
And you'll see the sign called Heaven in His station in the sky
When your last long journey has ended, with the angels you are there
You′ll thank God you have your ticket and the ticket was a prayer
I'll be movin' on to glory when the golden train comes down
With my Jesus at the throttle, I will lay my burden down
I will keep my ticket stainless, free it from the marks of sin
Pull the devil from my Pullman, let the light of Jesus in
(Let it in, let it in, let it in, let it in, let it in, let it in)
And you'll hear that screaming whistle as it thunders through the sky
My Lord will be the engineer, your soul must pay the fare
Don't be sidetracked at the cross and ride the rails of humble prayer
I′ll be movin′ on to glory when the golden train comes down
With my Jesus at the throttle, I will lay my burden down
I will keep my ticket stainless, free it from the marks of sin
Pull the devil from my Pullman, let the light of Jesus in
(Let it in, let it in)
All the cross ties will be sinners that have fallen by the way
At the junction of tomorrow, you had better kneel and pray
At the switch on of His mercy, He will shunt you to the fore
Start you on the track to glory, to the land that n'er grows old
I′ll be movin' on to glory when the golden train comes down
With my Jesus at the throttle, I will lay my burden down
I will keep my ticket stainless, free it from the marks of sin
Pull the devil from my Pullman, let the light of Jesus in
(Let it in, let it in)
When those eight wheels drive us ′cross that bridge horizon up on high
And you'll see the sign called Heaven in His station in the sky
When your last long journey has ended, with the angels you are there
You′ll thank God you have your ticket and the ticket was a prayer
I'll be movin' on to glory when the golden train comes down
With my Jesus at the throttle, I will lay my burden down
I will keep my ticket stainless, free it from the marks of sin
Pull the devil from my Pullman, let the light of Jesus in
(Let it in, let it in, let it in, let it in, let it in, let it in)
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