This song was copyrighted by Thoro Harris in 1928, though the date of composition may be some older. The evangelical preacher compares Judgment Day and the Rapture to taking a trip on an airplane.
One of these nights just at twelve o'clock
This old world's gwin ter reel and rock;
Poor sinners will tremble and cry for pain
And the Lord will come in His aeroplane
Ho, ye weary of ev'ry tribe
Get your ticket for this aeroplane ride
Jesus our Savior is coming to reign
And take us up to glory in His heav'nly aeroplane
You may talk of your rides in your automobiles
Of lightning speed on your motor wheels;
We'll break all records as up we fly
In an aeroplane joyride thru the sky
Ho, ye weary of ev'ry tribe
Get your ticket for this aeroplane ride
Jesus our Savior is coming to reign
And take us up to glory in His heav'nly aeroplane
There will be no punctures on muddy roads
No broken axels from overloads
No sparks to trouble or cause delay
As we soar in rapture up the Milky Way
Ho, ye weary of ev'ry tribe
Get your ticket for this aeroplane ride
Jesus our Savior is coming to reign
And take us up to glory in His heav'nly aeroplane
You must needs 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 this aeroplane ride
Jesus our Savior is coming to reign
And take us up to glory in His heav'nly 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 repeat His praises as years roll on
The Heavenly Aeroplane was written by J. S. McConnell.