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.