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Cherub_Harp

Take sapphires, rubies, diamonds bright;
Each stone aglitter with starlight,
And with these gems, a harp then mould
With finest strings of purest gold.

A cherub then to pluck the strings
While by his side with folded wings
In dulcet tones an angel sings
In praise of Him, the King of Kings.

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