Ride
There's an urgent feeling, sweeping 'cross the land
Could the hourglass be approaching, it's final grain of sand
Terror pulls the trigger, hearts begin to quake
Searching for a way to escape.......
There's a Revelation in the back of the book
'Talks about a tribulation, It's bad everywhere you look
But down at the Station,folks are boarding fast
Leaving from what's gonna come to pass
To the restless, the rejected, to the broken and the blue
The Messenger's still shouting all about the Good News
Thank GOD some have listened, they've heard the whistle blow
As angels sing "Sweet Chariot Swing Low"
On that train ain't no tension, ain't no talking trash
Ain't no poor folks section, everybody rides first class
See that light in the tunnel, the redeemed are coming through
And the Redemption Rail has room for you
But you ain't got enough money to buy a ticket on that train
'Cause they've all been purchased in a Carpenter's name
But if you want to claim him as your destiny
Come on!! You can ride...for free!
Written by Chuck Melugin
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