Sunday School Book ‎#147

147. 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.

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• First Line: When I can read my title clear
• Title: When I can read my title clear
• Publication Date: 1909
• Topic: The Christian Graces; Hope: The Cross
• Notes: Author from index: Watts

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