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TITLE'S CLEAR Sung by: W.P. Detherow Recorded in Batesville, AR, 7/14/52 Click here to listen to the original recording In mansion in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear And wipe my weeping eyes, And wipe my weeping eyes, And wipe my weeping eyes. 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 would smile at Satan's rage And face the frowning world, And face the frowning world, And face the frowning world. Then I would smile at Satan's rage, And face the frowning world. Let tears like a wild deluge come, And the storms of sorrow fall, May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all, My God, my heaven, my all, My God, my heaven, my all. May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all. Then I would bathe my weary soul In peace of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. Across my peaceful breast, Across my peaceful breast, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. |
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