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Walter Stuck

My Friend Robby

Perpetually content, unknown the sorrows that reside
In my heart, seasons joyfully for him always the same.
On smile of his, dispels all shadows that in me do hide
What gentle hand has made him so set his heart aflame.

Persevered his trusting ways that incessant delights do bring
Like my beloved sparrows, his spirit leaps, precise the aim.
His unpretentious gifts make too my heart jump, sing
Unknown to him his path secure, the foe shall never maim.

His spirit pure, eternally designed so by the Master's hand
And what the Sovereign's gentle heart degrees will always be.
No force, our choice it is to choose, no harsh command
My friend Robby how blessed, if only I like he could see.