The Lord God will wipe away tears from off all faces.@Isaiah 25:8
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Austin C. Lovelace (1919-2010)

Isaac Watts, Hymns and Spiritual Songs 1707.

Cowper in his poem titled Truth compares the lot of the infidel Voltaire with that of a poor and believing cottager who

Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true—
A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew:
And in that charter reads, with sparkling eyes,
Her title to a treasure in the skies.

Nutter, p. 231

Pisgah Scottish tune, arranged by Joseph C. Lowry in The Kentucky Harmony, by Ananias Davisson, second edition, 1817; harmonized by Austin C. Lovelace in The Book of Hymns (Nashville, Tennessee: The United Methodist Publishing House, 1966), number 302 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Isaac Watts (1674-1748)

When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
And wipe my weeping eyes,
And wipe my weeping eyes
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.
And face a frowning world,
And face a frowning world,
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.
My God, my heaven, my all,
My God, my heave’, my all,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, 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.
Across my peaceful breast,
Across my peaceful breast,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Aacross my peaceful breast.