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Tune: Akers, TJ Denson, 1935
Text: Isaac Watts, 1707 (last verse usually last of Amazing Grace though not original to Newton, frst published 1790)
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.
Should earth against my soul engage,
and fiery darts be hurled,
then I can smile at Satan's rage,
and face a frowning world.
2 There I shall bathe my weary soul
in seas of heavenly rest,
and not a wave of trouble roll
across my peaceful breast.
Tune: Akers, TJ Denson, 1935
Text: Isaac Watts, 1707 (last verse usually last of Amazing Grace though not original to Newton, frst published 1790)
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.
Should earth against my soul engage,
and fiery darts be hurled,
then I can smile at Satan's rage,
and face a frowning world.
2 There I shall bathe my weary soul
in seas of heavenly rest,
and not a wave of trouble roll
across my peaceful breast.
When we've been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise
than when we first begun.
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