Untitled article by H. M. Kilgore

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · September 17, 1867

THE HEAVENLY TRAIN.

By H. M. Kilgore

The train for Heaven is “making up,” ’Tis almost ready now to start, ’Tis time that we were waking up, Lest ere we reach her she depart. What is this baggage you have got,     That causes you such toil and pain? I fear you’ll have to leave the lot     Or you will never reach the train.

A bundle here you well can spare,     For ’tis composed of foolish pride. Let selfishness the same fate share,     Impatience also lay aside. These little bundles, too, of hate,     That cause you often to complain, ’Tis best to leave before too late,     Or you will never reach the train.

I find a curious bundle here,     With “borrowed articles” ’tis fraught; They’re damaged so I greatly fear     That you the “golden rule” forgot. They’ll never take such baggage there;     To carry it will be in vain. You must of all such weights beware,     Or you will never reach the train.

Here, broken promises I see;     They must weigh down your heavy load; Then why not do as you agree,     And leave this bundle on the road? There is no time now for delay,     If you a home in Heaven would gain, You must keep in the “narrow way,”     Or you will never reach the train.

We’ve heard the warning whistle blow,     And loud the bell has echoed back— The “switch”’s arranged,”—and long ago     Two “section hands” passed o’er the track. Ye halting ones, make earnest haste     If you would there a seat obtain, The precious time you must not waste,     Or you will never reach the train.

The train is only waiting till     The highways all shall be explored; Soon will resound from hill to hill,     The last loud cry of “all aboard.” No longer in your sins abide,     If you eternal life would gain, To keep the “law of God” decide,     Or you will never reach the train.

H. M. KILGORE. South Norridgewock, Me.