God’s Train
Whooo-whooooooo! Hisssssss....
Chuuug-ga, chug-ga, chug-ga, chug-ga,
Chug-ga, chug-ga, chug-ga, chug....
Restless passengers grow antsy
At each stop along the track,
And the route ahead looks chancy
Where it curves and doubles back,
And the engine groans and grumbles
As it makes each mountain climb,
And they hear each others’ mumbles,
Wondering if they’re late on time,
And they picture fearful “gotchas,”
Hazards fate might at them throw,
And they check their pocket watches,
Though the schedule they don’t know.
Whooo-whooooooo! Hisssssss....
Chuuug-ga, chug-ga, chug-ga, chug-ga,
Chug-ga, chug-ga, chug-ga, chug....
But we need not fret nor worry
On this course we cannot chart;
The Conductor’s in no hurry,
And He knows the run by heart,
And the Engineer, so skillful,
Chooses just how hard to drive;
Every move He makes is willful,
Planned precisely to arrive
At each station, yard, and siding
He’s selected for the line,
And His train of life we’re riding
Is exactly...
Just like always...
RIGHT ON TIME!
Ed Morris, 2008
This page copyright © 2008 Edward A. Morris. Created September 9, 2008. Last updated September 11, 2008.