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The Grandest Horse
SW ( / Bowling Green, South Carolina, USA)

The Grandest Horse

If I were a rider with desert to cross,
I would seek the Grandest Horse,
To carry me through the roughest terrain--
The heat in the south, the freeze and the rain --
Through drifts of white ice in treacherous passes,
Perilous cliffs and valley grasses --
Through rattlesnaked canyons and flooded gorge,
Gouged out mesa and tables of stone--
To a land beyond the blues of heaven --
To highest peaks of eternal existence --
To the place of my Friend, my Savior and Lord --
I'd ride up to heaven on the Grandest Horse --
No bridle, no saddle --
His Spirit , of course !

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