“Iehofah yw, yn un â’i enw pur,”
Jehovah, the Creator’s Holy Name,
Continues everlastingly the same.
Ye nations, own and throne Him as The Lord,
And read with reverence His Living Word.
Ye pioneers of peace, proclaim the love
Of Him Who came to save us from above:
Ye Hottentots and Indians, hear His voice,
Come fearing, and hearing, rejoice.
HYMN XVIII.
“ And he shall be like a tree planted by streams of water.” Ps. i. 3.
“Gwna fi fel pren planedig, O! fy Nuw,”
Make me, My God, like some transplanted tree
By living waters thriving healthily,
Deep-rooted, evergreen, and gratefully
Producing fruit acceptable to Thee.
Make me, beneath the shadow of Thy wings,
Superior to sublunary things,—
Yea, like a dew-besprinkled olive tree
Of Thine own choosing yielding well to Thee.
In one high noon of one eternal day,
Within Thine home, before Thy throne I pray.
That I may bear a palm and wear a crown
Prepared for me by Him of great renown.
HYMN XIX.
“ There remaineth therefore a Sabbath rest for the people of God.” Heb. iv. 9.