464   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;
And wipe my weeping eyes
And wipe my weeping eyes
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;
And face a frowning world
And face a frowning world
Then I can smile at Satan s rage
And face a frowning world.