Suffering with resignation All the trials of to-day, In composed anticipation, Come, or go, whatever may, I await the promised vision Of God’s Face in Righteousness And the perfected fruition Of His Grace and Holiness. Nature, at the contemplation Of The Godhead, faints with fear, And, distraught with consternation, Dreads the thought that God is near. O for grace to bear the vision Of Jehovah’s Majesty, And to share in the fruition Of an endless Jubilee! HYMN XXXV. “_Far be it for me to glory save in the Cross_” GAL. vi., 14. “Nid oes gwrthrych ar y ddaear” EARTH’S emoluments and pleasure Fail to fascinate my mind When I contemplate the treasure Gained by Christ for all mankind. He, though greater than a creature Such as I can comprehend, Can compose my craving nature With the Comfort of a Friend. O for Grace to live depending On His Merits and to meet, After death, in life unending, Him before the judgment seat!— Grace to bear whatever crosses Come, because He bore His Own, And to learn that earthly losses Lead to where no care is known!