They Rode The Wind

"The Lord will keep your going out and
your coming in from this time forth and forevermore."
Psalm 121:8


THE PONY EXPRESS

The eddies swirl in the treacherous ford,

And the clouds gather dark ahead;

And over the plain, where the sunlight poured,

Scarce a gleam does the pale moon shed.

Pony Express

N.C. Wyeth
(1912)

The pony drinks, but with gasp and sob,

And wan is the man at its side;

The way has been long, past butte and knob,

And still he must ride and ride.

Now the cinch is drawn and the plunge is made,

And the bank of the stream is gained;

Eyes study the darkness, unafraid,

And ne'er is the good horse reined.

And the hoof-beats die on the prairie vast,

To the lone wolf's answering wail-

Thus the ghost of the Pony Express goes past

On the grass-grown Overland Trail.

"And I'll praise you in this storm,
And I will lift my hands
that You are who You are
No matter where I am..."

Praise You In The Storm

Casting Crowns
(2006)

"The Pony Express"

From "Out Where The West Begins

And Other Western Verse "

(1917)

Arthur Chapman

(1873-1935)

American writer and poet