Run With the Horses Lyrics

When the cities are rubble and no strongholds remain

The moon's turned to blood and nothing's the same

We'll be living out there on farms or in fields

After the floods come and the truth is revealed

Though we may be bruised, our bones in a sling

We'll be laughin and singin and praising the king

You'll be generals' sons, braver than brave

Dancin' and stompin' on the enemies' graves

Never will you tire; never will you fall

Running with the horses at the end of it all

Someday, you'll run with the horses

An army of God's being birthed as we speak

Trained in forgiveness and taught to be weak

They'll slay with their left and love with their right

Able to see by faith and not sight

Born in the winter; trained in the fall

You'll run with the horses at the end of it all

Someday, you'll run with the horses

With the speed of the chat'yot and the strength of his word

Barefoot and forerunnin' ahead of the herd

When the skies open up we'll see justice's flood

When the warriors of heaven descend from above

We'll rattle our swords forged in his blood

And hold high these white gleamin' shields of his love

Hear the thunderous hooves!

Feel the old world shake!

Hear that battle cry!

This is the war sons make!