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Horses on the roof, running from the wind Hooves racing to the thunder, eyes striking the lightening Two
by two, side by side Then
four, then more An
army gathered with horses O,
most frightening Hear
their sounds, spinning to the ears A storm rolling forward, a storm trampling down Cry out at the overwhelming sight An
awesome power has run over us A
stampede to battle Led
by Him who wears the crown Intensified by the rush, with veins sticking out The
horses throttle forward Strong in heart, with strength in their spirit No room for cowards where This
throng is headed Jesus
Christ in His glory Is
claiming His right, and judging it Ride
upon this galloping steed, For
his path is destined In Christ our conquering King Mount
upon His glory Join
His wedding party Be
carried with Jesus Put
on His gifted ring Ride forward, ride on The
power rests in The Head The
One who rides out in front He who leads the force The beasts of the Lord Carry
His battlement to the victory They
are the carriers Of
His Source Horses upon the roof, they ride the Saints Over and above all things Harnessed by God, their direction is sure Don't be passed over Your
horse is here Mount
up with Christ Become
part of His thundering herd
Selah
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