1. Since I can read my title clear (title clear,)
To mansions in the skies, (in the skies,)
I’ll bid farewell to ev’ry fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
Should earth against my soul engage, (soul engage,)
And fiery darts be hurled, (darts be hurled,)
Then I can smile at Satan’s rage,
And face a frowning world.
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Words by Isaac Watts / Arranged by T. C. O’Kane

2. Let cares like a wild deluge come, (deluge come,)
Since I Can Read My Title Clear
Let cares like a wild deluge come, (deluge come,)
And storms of sorrow fall (sorrow fall)
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav’n, my all.
There shall I bathe my weary soul, (weary soul,)
In seas of heav’nly rest, (heav’nly rest,)
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
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