Keaggy

In the distance there stands a wild horse
Proud and persistent to run it's own course
Entering through no other doors
But those he has made for himself
In his own eyes he's a prince of all
Clever and wise, he heeds to no call
Never denies that he might fall
Dependent on nobody else

As time went on he came upon
The thought that he was lonely
I felt no fear, he cried a tear
He knew he was not the only

The Rider whose name is True begins to seek
And He opens His eyes to find His stallion meek
Then came the moment, with no one in sight
But a horse with no name and the Rider in white
Filled with compassion for his plight
The stallion He claimed for His own

As time had past, there came at last
The lifting of His burden
His strength renewed, with gratitude
And joy, he became a servant
The Rider has come in view, His form unique
And He's chosen to ride upon His stallion meek