John Rutter — The Heavenly Aeroplane

One of these nights about twelve o'clock The old world's goin' to reel and rock; The sinners gonna tremble and cry for pain And the Lord will come in His aeroplane Ho, ye weary of ev'ry tribe Get your ticket for an aeroplane ride Jesus the Savior is coming to reign And take you up to glory in His aeroplane Talk about your joyrides in automobiles Of lightning speed on your motor wheels; We'll break all records as up we'll fly On an aeroplane joyride thru the sky Ho, ye weary of ev'ry tribe Get your ticket for an aeroplane ride Jesus the Savior is coming to reign And take you up to glory in His aeroplane You'll have to get ready if you take this ride Quit all your meanness and humble your pride; You must furnish a light both bright and clean And a vessel of oil to run the machine Ho, ye weary of ev'ry tribe Get your ticket for an aeroplane ride Jesus the Savior is coming to reign And take you up to glory in His aeroplane When our journey's done and we all sit down At the marriage feast, with a golden crown We'll blend our voices with the ransomed throng And praise our Savior as the years roll on Ho, ye weary of ev'ry tribe Get your ticket for an aeroplane ride Jesus the Savior is coming to reign And take you up to glory in His aeroplane Yeah!