I'll Come To Thee By

The Wind Was A Torrent Of Darkness Among The Gusty Trees, The Moon Was A Ghostly Galleon Tossed Upon Cloudy Seas, The Road Was A Ribbon Of Moonlight, Over The Purple Moor, And The Highwayman Came Riding-- Riding--riding-- The Highwayman Came Riding, Up To The Old Inn-door.

Happy, Happy, Happy For All That God Hath Done, Glad Of All The Little Leaves Dancing In The Sun.

Heart Of My Heart, The World Is Young; Love Lies Hidden In Every Rose! Every Song That The Skylark Sung Once, We Thought, Must Come To A Close: Now We Know The Spirit Of Song, Song That Is Merged In The Chant Of The Whole, Hand In Hand As We Wander Along, What Should We Doubt Of The Years That Roll?

Of The Sayings Of Christ In The Synoptic Gospels That Can Be Compared To Those In The Fourth Gospel, There Are One Or Two Which I Venture To Think Can Only Have Been Recorded On The Authority Of St. John.

I'll Come To Thee By Moonlight, Though Hell Should Bar The Way.