I move in deep cover, work in the dark. Espionage, or a beautiful mark?

Christopher Robin’s friend A drunken WW II political leader Spelled differently, the sound a horse makes

I'm words sung, not spoken aloud, and I echo on pews, far and loud. Last letter silent, four in all; I'm about a deity, my adoration sworn. I rise in reverence, and end with deference; what sound am I thus told?

Ikea says this may be required, but I feel it should be patience Or Children love this mini break in the day to avoid classwork

Two blades you should have with me to guide me, enclosed you'll feel at home. safely through rapids, don't capsize. I'm a simple aquatic palindrome.