For Through It All--above, Beyond It All--

Do You Hear The Children Singing?

I Cannot Find My Way: There Is No Star In All The Shrouded Heavens Anywhere

For Through It All--above, Beyond It All-- I Know The Far-sent Message Of The Years, I Feel The Coming Glory Of The Light.

Ah, When Shall Come Love's Courage To Be Strong! Tell Me, O Lord--tell Me, O Lord, How Long Are We To Keep Christ Writhing On The Cross!

I Wonder More And More Just Where I May Have Come Out If I Had Never Seen Harvard Square.