The Voice of Praise ‎#685

685. 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 every 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 heaven, my all.

5 There I shall 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
• Author: Watts
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Scripture:
  John 14:2
  ;
  2 Corinthians 5:8
• Topic: The Christian Life: Growth in Grace; Heavenly Rest in Anticipation

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