With Stammering Lips And Insufficient Sound I

Earth's Crammed With Heaven.

Where Christ Brings His Cross He Brings His Presence; And Where He Is None Are Desolate, And There Is No Room For Despair.

Thou Large-brain'd Woman And Large-hearted Man.

I Love Thee To The Depth And Breadth And Height My Soul Can Reach.

When God Helps All The Workers For His World, The Singers Shall Have Help Of Him, Not Last.