Heaven Is The Presence Of God.

And May You Happy Live, And Long Us Bless.

My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird.

Tread Softly! All The Earth Is Holy Ground.

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.

It's Surely Summer. For There's A Swallow: Come One Swallow, His Mate Will Follow, The Bird Race Quicken And Wheel And Thicken.