Manifold tokens,
of wondrous bountiful grace,
Glory unto Thee.
Sparrowhawks, we, sing Thy praise!
Thy servants rejoice in faith.
Welfare unto all
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Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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