A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse

Shakespeare immortalised Richard III, a King betrayed, unhorsed, surrounded by his enemies and finally calling out “A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse.” All his wealth, power and kingdom he would gladly have traded merely for a horse in that moment when faced with death. What use was his kingdom then?

And when man has gained all and must stand before his Judge on that Day, he may cry out as if mimicking Richard: “Righteousness, righteousness, all I own for righteousness!” What will a man give in exchange for his soul?

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