Vagabond

I walked into the station
so weak, so tattered, and torn.

It was time to check in,
someone had sounded the horn.

I turned to wave goodbye
to those who drove me here.

They stood so far away
refusing to be near.

With my baggage in hand,
someone called my name.

I looked up and He asked,
"Have you anything to claim?"

I laid upon that runner
my sin and all my fear.

He told me not to worry,
that all would disappear.

He handed me a ticket,
first class and just one way.

My heart was so relieved,
now I had somewhere to stay.

Welcome to the Kingdom
that once you did not see.

For this is where you'll live
for all eternity.