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When I Can Read My Title Clear To Mansions In The Skies, I 'll Bid Farewell To Every Fear, And Wipe My Weeping Eyes.
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When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I 'll bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
-- Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
-- Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Book ii, Hymn 65
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