Friday, July 19, 2013

When I Can Read My Title Clear (HYMN)

When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies
I'll bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
And wipe my weeping eyes
And wipe my weeping eyes
I'll bid farewell to every fear 
And wipe my weeping eyes.

Should earth against my soul engage
And fiery darts be hurled
Then I can smile at Satan's  rage,
And face a frowning world,
And face a frowning world
And face a frowning world
Then I can smile at Satan's rage
And face a frowning world.

Let cares, like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall!
May I but safely reach my home
My God, my heaven, my all.
My God, my heaven, my all,
My God, my heaven, my all,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God my heaven, my all.

There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll,
Across my peaceful breast
Across my peaceful breast
Across my peaceful breast
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.


--Isaac Water, J. C. Lowey


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