When I Can Read My Title ClearWhen I Can Read My Title Clear

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When I can read my title clearTo mansions in the skies,

(I’ll bid farewell,) I’ll bid farewell,I’ll bid farewell, to ev‘ry fear

(I’ll bid farewell, to ev‘ry fear,)And wipe my weeping eyes.

When I can read my title clearTo mansions in the skies,

(I’ll bid farewell,) I’ll bid farewell,I’ll bid farewell, to ev‘ry fear

(I’ll bid farewell, to ev‘ry fear,)And wipe my weeping eyes.

Words by Isaac Watts / Music by Colton, Arranged by Roland GreenWords by Isaac Watts / Music by Colton, Arranged by Roland Green

When I Can Read My Title ClearWhen I Can Read My Title Clear

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Should earth against my soul engage,And fi’ry darts be hurled;

(Then I can smile,) Then I can smile,Then I can smile at Satan’s rage.

(Then I can smile at Satan’s rage,)And face a frowning world.

Should earth against my soul engage,And fi’ry darts be hurled;

(Then I can smile,) Then I can smile,Then I can smile at Satan’s rage.

(Then I can smile at Satan’s rage,)And face a frowning world.

When I Can Read My Title ClearWhen I Can Read My Title Clear

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There shall I bathe my weary soulIn seas of heav’nly rest,

(And not a wave,) And not a wave,And not a wave of trouble roll

(And not a wave of trouble roll)Across my peaceful breast.

There shall I bathe my weary soulIn seas of heav’nly rest,

(And not a wave,) And not a wave,And not a wave of trouble roll

(And not a wave of trouble roll)Across my peaceful breast.