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A SERVICE OF SONG.
Some keep the Sabbath going to church; I keep it staying at home, With a bobolink for a chorister, And an orchard for a dome.
Some keep the Sabbath in surplice; I just wear my wings, And instead of tolling the bell for church, Our little sexton sings.
God preaches, — a noted clergyman, — And the sermon is never long; So instead of getting to heaven at last, I'm going all along!