“Gwlad dda heb wae, gwlad wedi ei rhoi dan sêl,”
A land of Holiness, a Sabbath rest,
A land with more than milk and honey blest,
A land of everlasting Bread and Wine,—
A land where Jesus bids us “come and dine,”—
O! may that happy land be thine and mine!
HYMN XX.
“ A new and living way” Heb. x, 20.
“Ffordd â’i henw yn “Rhyfeddol””
Yesterday, to-day, and ever,—
Liable to no decay,—
Wonderful above all other
Is the new and living way:
Stained, regained and consecrated
By My Blessed Saviour’s Blood,
It conducts the lone, belated
Pilgrim to the throne of God.
Though it mean regeneration,
Rest, imputed righteousness,
Liberty, justification,
And eternal happiness,
Multitudes, preferring midnight,
Wander witlessly astray,
Even though the shining sunlight
Shew this new and living way.
Preordained before creation
Rose—in Eve, the woman’s seed,—
It was man’s one consolation
In his night of utmost need—
Primitively preconcerted
By The Blessed Trinity.—
Never may I be perverted,
O My God, from it and Thee!
HYMN XXI.
“ Behold, I have set before thee a door opened, which none can shut” Rev. iii, 8.