Thursday, January 03, 2008

Proud as a peacock


My latest sun is sinking fast,
My race is nearly run;
My strongest trials now are past,
My triumph is begun.

Oh, come, angel band,
Come and around me stand;
Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings
To my eternal home;
Oh, bear me away on your snowy wings
To my eternal home
Daddy peacock in his yard in the 1980.
I like this song and the peacock makes me think of this old hymn.

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