When I Can Hear My Title Clear
When I can read my title clear to mansions in the skies
I bid farewell to every fear, and wipe my weeping eyes
And wipe my weeping eyes, and wipe my weeping eyes
Should earth against my soul engage, and hellish darts be hurdled
Then I can smile at Satan's rage, and face a frowning world
And face a frowning world, and face a frowning world
Then I can smile at Satan's rage, and face a frowning world
Let cares, like a wild deluge come, and storms of sorrow fall
May I but safely reach my home, my God, my heav'n, my All
My God, my heavn, my All, my God, my heav'n, my All
May I but safely reach my home, my God, my heav'n, my All
There shall I bathe my weary soul in seas of heav'nly rest
And not a wave of trouble roll, across my peaceful breast
Across my peaceful breast, across my peaceful breast
And not a wave of trouble roll, across my peaceful breast