God sent to Hezekiah
A message from on high
"You better set your house in order
For you must surely die"
He turned to the wall in weeping
We see him there in tears
He got his business fixed all right
God spared him fifteen years
There's a little black train a-coming
Fix all your business right
There's a little black train a-coming
And it may be here tonight
Go tell that ballroom lady
All dressed in the worldly pride
That d**h's dark train is coming
Prepare to take a ride
I see that train with engine
And one small baggage car
Your idle thoughts and your wicked deeds
Will stop at the judgement bar
There's a little black train a-coming
Fix all your business right
There's a little black train a-coming
Prepare to take a ride
That poor young man in darkness
Cared not for the gospel light
Till suddenly he heard the whistle blow
And the little black train in sight
"Oh Lord, will you not spare me?
I see my wicked plight
Have mercy, Lord, upon me
Please come and set me right"
But d**h had fixed its shackles
Upon his soul so tight
Before he got his business fixed
The little black train in sight
There's a little black train a-coming
Fix all your business right
There's a little black train a-coming
And it may be here tonight