There Are Faces Dear That I Hold in Memory

These Are the Facts

These Are the Facts

There are worse games to play

There are Many Roads

There are gnomes in my walls

There Are Many Books to Read

There Are Songs, Sweet Songs, That I Love to Hear - I. H. Meredith

There Are Lands So Full of Darkness

Concession 7: There are Entry, Folks!

There Are Other Ways

There are Rules

There are Loved Ones over Yonder

There are Souls, Perishing Souls, Over the Sea

There are no good-byes in heaven where the many mansions be

There Are Many Snares and Dangers

There Are Angels Hovering Round

There are happy voices singing

There are dangers drear on the sea of life

There are lights hung out from the walls