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legend of the robin.
When I come in strength and glory,
Before the Great Throne thou shalt sing;
Many souls which I have died for
Ne'er so pure an offering bring.
Before the Great Throne thou shalt sing;
Many souls which I have died for
Ne'er so pure an offering bring.
And to this day he hovers round,
Bright, sprightly robin, red and brown;—
With his wint'ry song he cheers us,
And doth many a blessing win.
Bright, sprightly robin, red and brown;—
With his wint'ry song he cheers us,
And doth many a blessing win.
