Favourite Welsh Hymns: Translated into English

Hymns, Welsh -- Translations into English

IX.
                          A ROCK HIGHER THAN I.

                           (MEASURE ALTERED.)


      I turn when afflicted with grief
    To the joy which thy presence bestows;
      When my pain is deprived of relief,
    And my heart well nigh sinks with its woes:
      I cry from the ends of the earth,
    Unto Thee, O my God, do I cry,
      For help from the flood to come forth
    To the Rock that is higher than I.

      When foes to assault me unite,
    As wild torrents when swollen with rain,
      And hide from my spirit thy light,
    Deriding my bitterest pain;
      I call on the Father of love,
    Who for sinners gave Jesus to die,
      In mercy my feet to remove
    To the Rock that is higher than I.

      Amid Jordan's boisterous stream,
    When the roar of the tempest is high,
      I'll sing of his might to redeem,--
    Of the Rock that is higher than I:
      I'll triumph o'er death and the grave,
    The proud legions of darkness defy--
      The foam my firm foot shall just lave
    On the Rock that is higher than I.

      When far o'er all grief I ascend
    To the souls who survive every shock,
      Whose path that sweet stream did attend
    Which flowed forth from their famed smitten Rock:
      With millions who sing grateful lays,
    When their anthems encircle the sky,
      My voice shall unite in the praise
    For the Rock that is higher than I.


                                   X.
                          "YET THERE IS ROOM."


    Cry, faithful messengers of God,
    "Behold the great Redeemer's blood;"
    Urge unto Him all men to come,
    For Jesus saith there yet is room.

    Ye naked, poor, oppressed, appear,
    Unto Messiah's door draw near:
    Obey the call, undoubting come,
    For Jesus saith there yet is room.

    Who doth on Jesus Christ believe,
    That favoured soul shall ever live;
    Shall taste below of joys to come,
    And Jesus saith there yet is room.


                                   XI.
                        "IT IS GOOD TO BE HERE."


    Here, behold the seat of mercy:
      Here, from doubt and fear release:
    Here a Refuge for the guilty:
      Here are joy and health and peace:
    Here a Covert near the Godhead,
      Where the vile may make their nest;[3]
    Justice smiling fond approval,
      Honoured Law declares them blest.


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[3]"_Nyth_," a current figure in Welsh poetry.


                                  XII.
                           HEAVENLY ADORATION.


    Angelic throngs unnumbered,
      As dawn's bright drops of dew,
    Present their crowns before HIM
      With praises ever new:
    But saints and angels blending
      Their songs above the sun,
    Can ne'er express the glories
      Of God with man made one.




                                THE SOUL.


                                  XIII.
                             SELF-CONVERSE.

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Favourite Welsh Hymns: Translated into English

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