The Lark - he sings so bright and clean.
The Raven, he just croaks.
The Lark sings thanks to God the King.
And Raven's faith on heaven leans.
Gladly sing, O lark, your thanks to God above.
Trust Him, O men, as ravens do, to feed you by his love.
(just some poorly-written poetry)
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