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Wreck Of No 9

On a cold winter's night not a star was in sight

And the north wind came howling down the line

With his sweetheart so dear stood a brave engineer

With his orders to pull old No. 9.

He kissed her goodbye with a tear in his eye

But the joy in his heart he could not hide

And the whole world seemed bright when he told her that night

That tomorrow she'd be his blushing bride.

The wheels hummed a song as the train rolled along

And the black smoke came pouring from the stack

And the headlight agleam seemed to brighten his dream

Of tomorrow when he'd be coming back.

As He speed around the hill and his brave heart stood still

For a headlight was shining in his face

And he whispered a prayer as he threw on the air

For he knew this would be his final race.

In the wreck he was found lying there on the ground

And they asked them to raise his weary head

As his breath slowly went this  message he sent

To the maiden who thought she would be wed.

There's a little white home that I built for our own

Where I dreamed we'd be happy by and by

But I leave it to you for I know you'll be true

Till we meet at the golden gates goodbye...

(Carson J. Robinson)



Many are the afflictions of the righteous:



but the LORD delivereth him out of them all. 

Psalms 34:19