Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us, till we reach that blissful shore;
Where the angels wait to join us in our praise forevermore.
2. You will roll up grades of trial, you will cross the bridge of strife;
See that Christ is your conductor on this light'ning train of life;
Always mindful of obstruction, do your duty, never fail;
Keep your hand upon the throttle, and your eye upon the rail.
3. 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!"