I Can Smile At Satan’s Rage!
Over on our Facebook page, we’ve been posting a “hymn of the week” every Sunday for some time now. I’m putting this one on the blog – maybe we’ll move them over here so more people can find them.
I was reminded of the second verse of this hymn when one of our sons had to take a stand for conscience’s sake this weekend. It’s encouraging for us to remember!
“When I Can Read My Title Clear”
Words by Isaac Watts – Tune: “Pisgah”, Scottish
When I can read my title clear
to mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
and wipe my weeping eyes.
Should earth against my soul engage,
and hellish darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan’s rage,
and face a frowning world.
Let cares, like a wild deluge come,
and storms of sorrow fall!
May I but safely reach my home,
my God, my heav’n, my All.
There shall I bathe my weary soul
in seas of heav’nly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll,
across my peaceful breast.