"Bring me my harp,"was David's sad sigh, 'I would play one more tune before
I die. Help me, dear wife, put the hands to the strings, I wish my loved ones the blessing God brings.'
'Last
night an angel called with heaven's breath: David, play, and come through the gates of death!' Farewell, faithful harp,
farewell to your strings, I wish my loved ones the blessing God brings
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