I am only a horse dear master, but my heart is warm and true,
And I am ready to work my hardest, for the pleasure of pleasing you.
Good oats and hay and water, are all that I wish to ask, and a
warm dry bed to rest on when I have finished my daily task.
Don't strike me in needless anger if I am slow to understand,
But encourage my drooping spirits with a gentle voice and hand.
Finally, oh my master! When my health and strength are gone,
When I am getting old and feeble and my lifes long work is done ~
Don't sell me to cruel owners, to be slaved to my last breath,
But grant me the untold blessing of a quick and painless death.
That as you have always found me a patient and loyal friend,
The years of faithful service may be crowned by a peaceful end.
I plead in the name of the Savior, who cares when sparrows fall,
Who was born in a lowly stable and knows and loves us all~
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