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ALL ABOARDPosted Sunday, January 8, 2012, at 11:04 AM
The train I ride won't look like this, I'm not even sure it's a train, but when on board, 'before gate is closed,' I'll know I'm safe from Satan's Tribulation reign.
By Arley Steinhour
'People keep a coming,
But the Train's done Gone,'
Station Master claiming,
When the race ain't won.
Words that many people,
Will hear, one fate-filled day,
When they stand beneath the Steeple,
when the Christians are gone away.
Sort of like the Railroad,
Station Master has all say,
If one be part of the load,
Or at station need to stay.
Conductor, only takes the ticket,
Engineer drives to journeys end,
Station Master owns the judgment,
And the rules, He'll never bend.
Excuses come a plenty,
From those who show too late,
Many try to bribe with money,
Others, fancy tales create.
The 'train,' is still just setting there,
But the gate is closing, fast,
That's why this warning I do share,
His 'All-aboard, can't forever last.
With Hell on earth, that stirs the pot,
Survival may blind the eyes,
Engrossed in life, you'll miss a lot,
Sorting through all Satan's lies.
Ticket, in hand, pass through the gate,
Leave excuses far behind,
From this Calling, don't be late,
Or, Heaven you may not find.
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