By Ruth Bohonsuik
We're on a forward moving train to Paradise,
Whose passengers are booked for eternal life.
However, some on that train get sick and fall asleep.
They're sent to the sleep-car so they can rest in peace.
They are still on our train, Riding with us - as we go.
Our destination is Paradise, Only then will it unload.
The Great Crowd is conducted off the train,
Then Christ Jesus, our Master, speaks,
To those in the sleep-car - "come on out,"
The time has come for the end of all grief.
Our loved ones are finally awakened,
And received with unspeakable delight,
Known only to those who are faithful,
And preserved through Armageddon's fight.
The depth of sadness and grief once known,
As promised, is matched by joy untold.
Never again by death will loved ones be severed.
Together we praise, the Great Jehovah forever.
The things we will do! Ah! The plans we will make.
Unhindered by illness, pain, sadness, or aches.
Fear will be gone, that enemy death is no more,
Are some of the things our dear Father has in store.
In the name of Christ Jesus, your Only Begotten Son,
We prayerfully thank you Jehovah, for you are the One,
Who lovingly arranged for us to come aboard this train,
That safely transported us, 'From Paradise Lost to Paradise Regained'.
Whose passengers are booked for eternal life.
However, some on that train get sick and fall asleep.
They're sent to the sleep-car so they can rest in peace.
They are still on our train, Riding with us - as we go.
Our destination is Paradise, Only then will it unload.
The Great Crowd is conducted off the train,
Then Christ Jesus, our Master, speaks,
To those in the sleep-car - "come on out,"
The time has come for the end of all grief.
Our loved ones are finally awakened,
And received with unspeakable delight,
Known only to those who are faithful,
And preserved through Armageddon's fight.
The depth of sadness and grief once known,
As promised, is matched by joy untold.
Never again by death will loved ones be severed.
Together we praise, the Great Jehovah forever.
The things we will do! Ah! The plans we will make.
Unhindered by illness, pain, sadness, or aches.
Fear will be gone, that enemy death is no more,
Are some of the things our dear Father has in store.
In the name of Christ Jesus, your Only Begotten Son,
We prayerfully thank you Jehovah, for you are the One,
Who lovingly arranged for us to come aboard this train,
That safely transported us, 'From Paradise Lost to Paradise Regained'.
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A dear sister from Canada
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