rel="nofollow" href="#litres_trial_promo">The road to Emmaus
Say not the struggle naught availeth
Search me, O God, and know my heart
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day
The shepherd boy sings in the valley of humiliation
Stone walls do not a prison make
Tell me not, in mournful numbers
Tell out, my soul, the greatness of the Lord
There is a green hill far away
There is therefore now no condemnation
Those who are first will be last
Through all the changing scenes of life
To a good man of most dear memory
To the virgins, to make much of time
We brought nothing into this world
We plough the fields, and scatter
We shall fight them on the beaches
What a friend we have in Jesus
What God has joined together, let no one separate
When I survey the wondrous cross
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
Who will separate us from the love of Christ?
Whoever welcomes one such child
The wolf shall live with the lamb
