It's Morning, Jesus. It's Morning, and Here's That Light and Sound All Over Again
I'm Crying and Shouting Inside Tonight, Lord, and I'm Feeling Completely Alone
It's Bumper to Bumper, and the Traffic Is Stalled
Look Up at That Window, Lord, Where the Old Guy Is Sitting
It's a Jazz Spot, Jesus
Blacks and Whites Make Me Angry, Lord
The Kids Are Smiling, Jesus, on the Tenement Stoop
David Says He Prays
What Was Hiroshima Like, Jesus, When the Bomb Fell?
I Want to Be Alone and Not to Be Alone, Both at the Same Time
They're in a Golden World, Jesus
This Young Girl Got Pregnant, Lord, and She Isn't Married
I'm Exhausted Jesus but Sleep Won't Come
It Takes Away My Guilt When I Blame Your Murder on the Jews, Jesus
The Old House Is Nearly All Torn Down, Lord
A Meditation on "Zorba The Greek"
I'm Nowhere, Lord, and I Couldn't Care Less
I See Black and White, Lord
How May the Heart Be Taught, Jesus?
I'm Having a Ball, and I Just Want to Thank You, Jesus
Here I Am in Church Again, Jesus