1 Put on the brakes, my brother,
Steep is the grade you’re on;
See how your speed’s increasing,
See how you’re whirled along!
’Tis on the downgrade, brother,
Danger is in your way;
On with the brakes, my brother,
Why will you still delay?

Look, there’s a red light, brother!
Telling of danger near;
Put on the brakes, my brother,
Stop in your mad career.

2 Put on the brakes, my brother,
Stop ere it be too late;
Fearful will end your journey,
If you will longer wait.
’Tis on the downtrain, brother,
Bearing you swiftly on;
To everlasting burning,
Whence there is no return;

Look, there’s a red light, brother!
Telling of danger near;
Put on the brakes, my brother,
Stop in your mad career.

3 Look! there’s a switch, my brother,
Ready to change your way;
If you will only signal,
Each order then obey.
Now give the signal, brother,
Switchmen will then obey;
Changing your course for another,
Leading to endless day.

Look, there’s a red light, brother!
Telling of danger near;
Put on the brakes, my brother,
Stop in your mad career.

4 Will you not change, my brother?
Will you not happy be?
Will you accept salvation,
Changing your destiny?
Make Jesus your conductor,
Leading thro’ Beulah Land;
Soon will he take you safely
Into the depot grand.

Now on the right track, brother,
Swiftly we glide along;
To yonder heav’nly country,
Singing a glad new song.