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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 |
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