R I D E   T O G E T H E R 


I have fallen off this horse,

                                                But instinct puts me back on.

                                                                                                For my lack of strength put me down,

                                                                                                Therefore, my own strength will get me

                                                                                                                                    Back on course.

As I only go a short time,

                                                Iím bucked off this steed.

                                                                                                            Again though, my lack of strength

                                                                                                            Put me down, so my own strength

                                                                                                                    Will get me back on the dime.

I donít ride very far on the trail,

                                                And this horse stumbles.

                                                                                                            I know it wasn't the fault of the horse

                                                                                                       And ĎCowboy upí with a spirit humbled.

Unknown to me, the saddle loosened,

                                                And Iím on by back again.

                                                                                                                                   Yet, the faults my own

                                                                                                                                  And alone I jump on up

                                                                                                                            Carrying some bruised skin.

Just as this horse starts to gallop,

                                                The bridle slipped the ears.

                                                                                                                                When I picked myself up,

                                                                                                                        Only I was to blame and figured

                                                                                                                                   Iíd once more Ďgiddy upí.

                                    I could ride on and on, but a shoe is thrown,

                                                    Then the cinch breaks,

                                                Then this horse goes lame.


                                                I still havenít figured it out!


I canít ride alone, and itís just not the ride.

                                                Am I even suppose to be on this horse?

                                                                                                                                            Is this the right trail?

                                                                God knows!

                                                            So why donít I listen?

I need to ride within His will for my life.

                                                Iíll hear his plan and direction if I slow down.

                                                                                                                                            Now, start at the barn

                                                                                                                                            And select according

                                                                                                                                                 To what God says.

                                                                Then go and

                                                                Ride together!


                                                                                                                        Matthew 18:20

Ride Together by Ronhales                                                                                                                        Psalm 145:11

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