The Birth Of Jesus Is The Sunrise

Oh, It's Home Again And Home Again, America For Me! I Want A Ship That's Westward Bound To Plough The Rolling Sea To The Blessed Land Of Room Enough Beyond The Ocean Bars, Where The Air Is Full Of Sunlight And The Flag Is Full Of Stars.

All Thy Works With Joy Surround Thee, God Of Glory, Lord Of Love; Stars And Angels Sing Around Thee, Center Of Unbroken Praise. Field And Forest, Vale And Mountain, Flowery Meadow, Flashing Sea, Chanting Bird And Flowing Fountain, Call Us To Rejoice In Thee.

I Thank God For The Honesty And Virility Of Jesus Religion Which Makes Us Face The Facts And Calls Us To Take A Man's Part In The Real Battle Of Life.

There Is No Conflict Between The Old And The New; The Conflict Is Between The False And The True.

If All The World Were Music, Our Hearts Would Often Long For One Sweet Strain Of Silence. To Break The Endless Song.