With an engineer so brave

We must make the run successful

From the cradle to the grave

Watch the curves the fills the tunnels

Never falter never quail

Keep your hand upon the throttle

And your eye upon the rail

Chorus:

Blessed Savior Thou wilt guide us

'til we reach that blissful shore

Where the angels wait to join us

In our grace for ever more

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 a hearty joyous glories

Weary pilgrim welcome home

Chorus:

Blessed Savior Thou wilt guide us…