Midnight Prayer Train (#1359)

Taking my prayer to the midnight train,
I’ve got nothing to lose but a lot to gain,
The whistle is blowing, and it’s time to ride,
My prayers are riding past the rising tide,
God’s little train chugging down the track,
There’s no way that train can turn back,
The station of heaven is its only stop,
My prayers are going up to the very top,
Up to God, in the span of a heartbeat,
With all the others in their regular seat.

Any Thoughts?

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