The Book of Worship ‎#222

222. When I can read my title clear

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

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

3 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.

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

Text Information

• First Line: When I can read my title clear
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867
• Topic: Hope
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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