Sixth street, sun is going down Pavement's cool underneath A vagrant, so they say in town Seems that mercy can't compete Sleeping in a doorway Near the docks of Oyster Bay Thirteen years and carrying shame Never hearing the voice Of the One who took his blame A whisper, he raised his head Surrendered out, do you believe? Are you ready to ride the train? Abandoned not by Love, you'll see If you're ready to ride A one piece paper suitcase A past whose future was foretold A life not made for dying Instead the mystery began to unfold Unfolding, he raised his head Surrendered out, do you believe? Are you ready to ride the train? Abandoned not by Love, you'll see If you're ready to ride Born into despair, an orphan child Will You care for me? And like the train that saved me Adopted by love eternally Opening His arms He wants you rich You poor, you black, you white Receive His love that runs so deep And high, and long, and wide Surrendered out, do you believe? Are you ready to ride the train? Abandoned not by Love, you'll see If you're ready to ride