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Hymns for Second Advent Believers 44

Victory

1WHEN I can read my title clear,
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.

2Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

3Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall;
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.

4There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

Also sung to: Title Clear (SDA Hymnal #464)

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The verse

Meter: 8.6.9.6
Foot: iambic (da-DUM) · 65% of beats fit
Rhyme: ABAB

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Verse 1

WHEN I can read my title clear,/˘˘/˘/˘/8A

To mansions in the skies,˘/˘˘˘/6B

I bid farewell to every fear,˘///˘/˘˘/9A

And wipe my weeping eyes.˘/˘/˘/6B

Verse 2

Should earth against my soul engage,˘/˘/˘/˘/8A

And fiery darts be hurled,˘/˘˘/˘/7B

Then I can smile at Satan's rage,/˘˘/˘/˘/8A

And face a frowning world.˘/˘/˘/6B

Verse 3

Let cares like a wild deluge come,///˘//˘/8A

And storms of sorrow fall;˘/˘/˘/6B

May I but safely reach my home,˘˘˘/˘/˘/8C

My God, my heaven, my all.˘/˘/˘˘/7B

Verse 4

There shall I bathe my weary soul/˘˘/˘/˘/8A

In seas of heavenly rest,˘/˘/˘˘/7B

And not a wave of trouble roll˘˘˘/˘/˘/8A

Across my peaceful breast.˘/˘/˘/6B

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.