Ponder, O my soul, with wonder
On the gloomy cavity
And that weighty stone whereunder
Lay The Lord of Life for thee.
Join with joy the jubilation
Of the ransomed in that Hymn
Which ascribes the world’s salvation
And redemption “unto Him.”

HYMN III.

And so shall we ever be with the Lord.” 1 Thess. iv. 17.

“O! ddedwydd ddydd! tragwyddol orphwys.”

I await a peaceful Sabbath
In the regions of the blest
Where the wicked cease from troubling
And the wearied are at rest.
In God’s House are many mansions
Open wide for every one
Who confides in the compassions
Of His Own Eternal Son.

Neither heat nor cold can ever
Injure that unnumbered throng
Whose employment and enjoyment
Centre in a ceaseless song,
As they celebrate the conquest
Of the Cross on Calvary,
And the Grace and Love and Comfort
Of The Blessed Trinity.

HYMN IV.

The haven of their desire” Ps. cviii. 30.

“Mae’r dydd yn d’od ’i ’r hâd brenhinol”

Dawning is that happy morning
When, beyond the bonds of pain,
The redeemed shall rise rejoicing
And with Christ together reign.
Faith shall vanish into vision
Verified, and hope shall be
Satisfied in the fruition
Of unfailing charity.