Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us In Thy praise forevermore
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 extended hand he’ll greet you, Weary pilgrim, welcome home
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us In Thy praise forevermore