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Hobgoblin nor foul fiend Can daunt his spirit, He knows he at the end Shall life inherit. Then fancies fly away, He’ll fear not what men say, He’ll labor night and day To be a pilgrim.

This will suit on any a Sunday (He Who Would Valiant Be)

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He Who Would Valiant Be - isn’t it just the most wonderful song? I could sing that every Sunday.