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The Hell Bound Train

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The Hell-Bound Train

Tom Gray lay down on a barroom floor,
Having drunk so much he could drink no more;
So he fell asleep with a troubled brain
To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train.

The engine with murderous blood was damp
And was brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp;
An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones,
While the furnace rang with a thousand groans.

The boiler was filled with lager beer
And the devil himself was the engineer;
The passengers were a most motley crew—
Church member, atheist, Gentile, and Jew,

Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in rags,
Handsome young ladies, and withered old hags,
Yellow and black men, red, brown, and white,
All chained together—O God, what a site!

While the train rushed on at an awful pace—
The sulphurous fumes scorched their hands and face;
Wider and wider the country grew,
As faster and faster the engine flew.

Louder and louder the thunder crashed
And brighter and brighter the lightning flashed;
Hotter and hotter the air became
Till the clothes were burned from each quivering frame.

And out of the distance there arose a yell,
"Ha, ha," said the devil, "we're nearing hell!"
Then oh, how the passengers all shrieked with pain
And begged the devil to stop the train.

But he capered about and danced for glee,
And laughed and joked at their misery.
"My faithful friends, you have done the work
And the devil never can a payday shirk.

"You've bullied the weak, you've robbed the poor,
The starving brother you've turned from the door;
You've laid up gold where the canker rust,
And have given free vent to your beastly lust.

"You've justice scorned, and corruption sown,
And trampled the laws of nature down.
You have drunk, rioted, cheated, plundered, and lied,
And mocked at God in your hell-born pride.

"You have paid full fair, so I'll carry you through,
For it's only right you should have your due.
Why, the laborer always expects his hire,
So I'll land you safe in the lake of fire,

"Where your flesh will waste in the flames that roar,
And my imps torment you forevermore."
Then the cowboy awoke with an anguished cry,
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high

Then he prayed as he never had prayed till that hour
To be saved from his sin and the demon's power;
And his prayers and his vows were not in vain,
For he never road the hell-bound train.

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Well Stanley,this looks like another fine mess you've gotten us into

Ray Hudson

Another one

Her last drink

A True Story
A young lady, just as intelligent as any young lady, went to a revival meeting. The power of God was on the meeting. Sinners were being saved, and Christians were being revived. The power of God struck this young girl, and tears begin to roll down her cheeks; she took out her handkerchief and wiped them away. Her father, a wealthy farmer, stood on the outside with others, and looking across the tent, he remarked to a friend," if my daughter goes to that altar I will wade in blood to my neck to take her out of there." But a young man was standing by her side, and she did not go that night. The father got into his car and drove home, and the young man took the young lady home in the buggy.

When she got inside, she saw him- her big 240- pound father-walking the floor, and she knew that something was wrong. She said, " Papa, what is the matter with you? Why are you not in bed?"

He answered,” I have stayed up to give you your orders,”

She said" Papa, what in the world have I done?”

He replied," I looked across that tent tonight and saw you weeping, saw you with your handkerchief up to your eyes. May, if you go to that mourner's bench, I will wade through blood to my neck to take you out of there; and when I get you home, I will wear out a hickory over your back.”

He put it so strongly that she knew he meant what he said. She began to weep and went to her room. There in the darkness she settled it that she would not go with God. She was a beautiful girl, between the ages of 19 and 20. She closed her fists and said, "Oh, God, I will never seek Thee! Oh, God, take this feeling away from me! Oh, God, lighten my heart! I do not want to feel this way! Lord I will never seek Thee! I will never go to that altar! Take this burden away from my heart!" God heard her prayer. The Holy Spirit left her, and her conviction was gone. She went to bed and went to sleep. Because you can go to bed and go to sleep , do not think you are saved. Many people go to be and go to sleep to whom God will never speak again.

The next morning this young lady got up and went to school, came back, and went to the service that night. Her father stood in the same place as the night before, and kept his eyes upon her. When the altar call was given, he looked across and saw her standing with a young man, laughing. He took his neighbor by the arm and said," Look at my daughter. I conquered her last night before I went to bed. She will never got to that altar.” So this girl laughed and giggled while other folks wept and got saved.

But listen! The meeting closed on Sunday night and settled the destiny of dying men and women. The tents were taken down, and the preachers left the grounds. On Monday morning this girl went to school as normal, as she did all that week. The next Monday morning, as she started, she said," Mamma, my head is hurting me." The mother said," May, go on to school." She went, but returned in two or three hours saying," Mamma, my head is hurting so badly I couldn't stay.

She went to her room and went to bed. She had been in bed for three days, when on Thursday afternoon, she sent for her mother to come up. She said, "Mamma, I am sure that you and Papa do not know my condition, and I want you to send for a doctor. I am in an awful condition, and I am going to die." The mother was excited, and said," I will, I will!" She had the family physician come.

He touched the big, strong father on the shoulder and asked him to come outside to the automobile. He loved the family. They had been kind to him. He said, "You have been true to me, and I must be true to you. You have called me too late. Your daughter will soon be in eternity, and if you have anything to tell her, tell her at once. It is no use for me to tell you that I can help her, or to call more doctors. In a few hours he will be gone."

Some of the neighbors a mile away heard that fathers scream. What do you suppose was the first thing he thought of? I know-the night he conquered her and made her settle with God. He left the automobile and came in wringing his hands. He fell at her bedside and said, " Oh, May! Seek the Lord. May pray! Give your heart to God! Pray, May, pray!" She put her hand on his face and said," Papa, please don't taunt me with the name of God-please don't mention His name to me. My heart has been like a stone since that night you gave me those orders. I went to my room and asked God to leave me, and God took me at my word.” Then she told him that she was conscious that her doom was sealed, and that from the beginning of her illness she knew she was going to die.” She said, Papa, what time is it?" He answered," Four o'clock in the afternoon.” She said," How slowly these hours are passing by, but just think, I'm going to a place where there is no time."

They had built a new home out on the pike, and there old home stood out in the field, with the old moss-covered bucket. She said, Papa, go to the old moss-covered well and bring me a fresh drink of water." In the place where I’m going there will be no water." He went and brought the water, put it to her lips, and she drank it. Her mother was praying and her two unsaved sisters were down on the floor praying.

Oh, I have heard the loudest prayers from sinners praying for their loved ones that I have ever heard from anybody's lips. I have heard louder prayer's around corpses than I have ever heard around the altar; but I had to rebuke those who prayed, saying," Do not mock God by praying for dead loved ones."

This dying girl said," Papa, put your arms under my arms and pull me up in this bed. My feet are on fire. They are slipping." He put his arms beneath hers, and drew her up in the bed. Again, she said," Papa, my feet are slipping. Take my feet out of the fire." He said," May, I have done all I can. Your head is against the head of the bed." She said, Papa, go back to that old well again, and bring your daughter another drink of water." He started for the water, but before he got back his beautiful daughter had gone into eternity.


Listen, friends! That father goes to town to buy hardware or groceries, and he stands over the counter like a maniac, and the merchant has to talk to him to find out what he wants. He goes to the field to plow, but he does not plow. He goes to salt the cattle, but forgets to take the salt. When he goes to the market, he stands there and does know what he wants.

Everyone who knows the story knows what is the matter with that father; they know what is on his mind.

May this tract be a WARNING to parents not to obstruct the way of there children, not to keep them from this free and full salvation that was purchased for us by Jesus Christ on the cruel cross, fitting us for heaven. "Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that he also shall reap" (Gal.6:7) " He, that being often reproved hardeneth his neck, shall suddenly be destroyed, and that without remedy"(Proverbs.29:1) by Pastor Bona Fleming

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Well Stanley,this looks like another fine mess you've gotten us into

Ray Hudson

This was good.

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Pine Hill Kennels
Loyd McIntire

And Another

The Lamentable Death Of Wicked Polly

Young people who delight in sin.
I'll tell you what has lately been:
A woman who was young and fair,
Who died in sin and sad despair.
She'd go to frolics, dance and play,
In spite of all her friends could say;
I'll turn to God when I get old,
And He will then receive my soul.

One Friday morning she took sick,
Her stubborn heart began to break;
Alas! alas! my days are spent,
Too late! too late for to repent.

She called her mother to her bed-
Her eyes were rolling in her head-
When I am dead remember well,
Your wicked Polly screams in Hell.

The tears are lost you shed for me,
My soul is lost, I plainly see;
Oh! Mother, Mother, fare you well-
My soul will soon be dragged to Hell.

My earthly father, fare you well,
My soul is lost and doomed to Hell;
The flaming wrath begins to roll,
I am a lost and ruined soul.

She gnawed her tongue before she died,
She rolled and groaned and screamed and cried,
Oh, must I burn forever more,
When thousand, thousand years are o'er?

At last the monster Death prevailed,
Her nails turned blue, her language failed;
She closed her eyes and left the world,
Poor Polly down in Hell was hurled.

It almost broke her mother's heart
To see her child to Hell depart;
My Polly, O my Polly's dead,
Her soul is gone, her spirit's fled.

Alas - how did her parents mourn
To think their child was dead and gone.
Oh! is my Polly gone to Hell,
My grief's so great no tongue can tell.

Young people, lest this be your case,
Return to God and seek His face.
Upon your knees for mercy cry,
Lest you in sin like Polly die.

Oh! sinners, take the warning fair
And for your dying bed prepare,
Return to Jesus Christ and live,
And He will life and pardon give.

Remember well your dying day,
And seek salvation while you may;
Forsake your sin and follies, too,
Or they will prove your overthrow.

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Well Stanley,this looks like another fine mess you've gotten us into

Ray Hudson

Long Black Train

There's a long black train,
Comin' down the line,
Feedin' off the souls that are lost and cryin',
Rails of sin, only evil remains
Watch out brother for that Long Black Train

Look to the heavens
You can look to the skies
You can find redemption
Staring back into your eyes
There is protection and there's
Peace the same, burnin' your ticket for that
Long Black Train

'Cause there's vict'ry in the Lord I say,
Vict'ry in the lord,
Cling to the Father and His holy name,
And don't go ridin' on that Long Black Train

There's an engineer on that Long Black Train,
Makin' you wonder if the ride is worth the pain,
He's just a waiting on your heart to say
Let me ride on that Long Black Train,

But you know there's vict'ry in the Lord I say,
Vict'ry in the Lord,
Cling to the Father and His holy name,
And dont go ridin' on that Long Black Train

Well, I can hear the whistle from a mile away,
It sounds so good
But I must stay away
That train is a beauty, makin' everybody stare
But its only destination is the middle of nowhere,

But you know theres vict'ry in the Lord I say,
Vict'ry in the Lord,
Cling to the Father and His holy name,
And don't go ridin' on that Long Black Train

I said cling to the Father and His holy name
And dont go ridin' on that long black train
Yeah, watch out brother for that long black train
The Devil's a drivin' that long black train.

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Well Stanley,this looks like another fine mess you've gotten us into

Ray Hudson

Luke 16:19-31

19There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day:

20And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,

21And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table: moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.

22And it came to pass, that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham's bosom: the rich man also died, and was buried;

23And in hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.

24And he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.

25But Abraham said, Son, remember that thou in thy lifetime receivedst thy good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things: but now he is comforted, and thou art tormented.

26And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence.

27Then he said, I pray thee therefore, father, that thou wouldest send him to my father's house:

28For I have five brethren; that he may testify unto them, lest they also come into this place of torment.

29Abraham saith unto him, They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them.

30And he said, Nay, father Abraham: but if one went unto them from the dead, they will repent.

31And he said unto him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead.

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Well Stanley,this looks like another fine mess you've gotten us into

Ray Hudson

every thing to me

To me he’s become Everything

Some have made Jesus, A game that they play
To others a song, That they sing
But since I met Jesus, I'm happy to say
To me He's become everything


CHORUS
To me He's become everything
He's everything that I need
The beginning the end
He's life's dearest friend
To me He's become everything


REPEAT CHORUS

MUSICAL INTERLUDE

VERSE 2
When I wake up each morning
He's right by my side
At night He's my last thought in mind
He's joy for each moment
He's hope that faith brings
To me He's become everything

CHORUS
To me He's become everything
He's everything that I need
The beginning the end
He's life's dearest friend
To me He's become everything


REPEAT CHORUS

TAG
He’s my future He’s my past
The first and the last
To me He’s become everything

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Well Stanley,this looks like another fine mess you've gotten us into

Ray Hudson