THE OLD 3:16
We're on a one-track Christian
train,
It's numbered 3:16;
Jesus is the Engineer,
And He runs one "mean machine."
He takes it up and down the
hills,
And around the sharpest curves;
He regulates the speed just right,
It never even swerves
He takes this train through
valleys deep,
As prudently He steers;
We're blessed He's at the throttle, folks,
And is Chief Engineer
When this train climbs mountain
peaks,
That nearly touch the sky ...
He blows its whistle loud and clear,
No need to question why.
This Christian train spans
prairies, too.
And when smoothly gliding 'cross,
We settle back ... enjoy the view,
Knowing Jesus is the Boss.
Sometimes stormy clouds appear
And fog is all about us;
But Jesus keeps us right on track,
No reason to reroute us.
The 3:16's a Local, folks,
It stops in every town;
Anyone can hop on board,
This train is heaven bound.
Passengers can leave the train,
Whenever they so chose;
But why get off the 3:16,
There's just too much to lose.
So keep your ticket in your hand,
Wave to the Engineer;
He'll get you to the Promised Land,
His destination's clear!
by Virginia Ellis
Copyright
1999
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