36b NINETY-FIFTH

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When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear,
I'll bid farewell to ev'ry fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.

Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

There I shall bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav'nly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll,
And not a wave of trouble roll,
Across my peaceful breast.