The City Mouse Lives In A House,

My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird.

Love Shall Be Our Token; Love Be Yours And Love Be Mine.

Born In A Stable, Cradled In A Manger, In The World His Hands Have Made, Born A Stranger.

Fair As The Moon And Joyful As The Light; Tot Wan With Waiting, Not With Sorrow Dim; Not As She Is, But Was When Hope Shone Bright; Not As She Is, But As She Fills His Dreams.

What Is The Beginning? Love. What Is The Course. Love Still. What The Goal. The Goal Is Love.