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43. When I can read my title clear

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

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

3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come,
Let storms of sorrow fall,
So I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav’n, my all.

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

Text Information
First Line: When I can read my title clear
Author: Isaac Watts (1707)
Meter: C.M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1991
Tune Information
Name: PRIMROSE HILL
Meter: C.M.
Key: G Major



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