William Williams of Pantycelyn was born in 1717, at Cefncoed Farm, near Llandovery. Three years younger than Harris, (an Oxford graduate,) and educated only at a village school and an academy at Llwynllwyd, he was the song protagonist of the holy campaign as the other was its champion preacher. From first to last Williams wrote nine hundred and sixteen hymns, some of which are still heard throughout the church militant, and others survive in local use and affection. He died Jan. 11, 1791, at Pantycelyn, where he had made his home after his marriage. One of the hymns in his _Gloria_, his second publication, may well have been his last. It was dear to him above others, and has been dear to devout souls in many lands. My God, my portion and my love; My all on earth, my all above, My all within the tomb; The treasures of this world below Are but a vain, delusive show, Thy bosom is my home. It was fitting that Williams should name the first collection of his hymns (all in his native Welsh) _The Hallelujah_. Its lyrics are full of adoration for the Redeemer, and thanksgivings for His work. "ONWARD RIDE IN TRIUMPH, JESUS," _Marchog, Jesu, yn llwyddiannus_, Has been sung in Wales for a century and a half, and is still a favorite. Onward ride in triumph, Jesus, Gird thy sword upon thy thigh; Neither earth nor Hell's own vastness Can Thy mighty power defy. In Thy Name such glory dwelleth Every foe withdraws in fear, All the wide creation trembleth Whensoever Thou art near.[37] The unusual militant strain in this paean of conquest soon disappears, and the gentler aspects of Christ's atoning sacrifice occupy the writer's mind and pen. [Footnote 37: The following shows the style of Rev. Elvet Lewis' translation: Blessed Jesus, march victorious With Thy sword fixed at Thy side; Neither death nor hell can hinder The God-Warrior in His ride.] "IN EDEN--O THE MEMORY!" _Yn Eden cofiaf hyny byth!_ The text, "He was wounded for our transgressions," is amplified in this hymn, and the Saviour is shown bruising Himself while bruising the serpent. The first stanza gives the key-note,-- In Eden--O the memory! What countless gifts were lost to me! My crown, my glory fell; But Calvary's great victory Restored that vanished crown to me; On this my songs shall dwell; --and the multitude of Williams' succeeding "songs" that chant the same theme shows how well he kept his promise. The following hymn in Welsh (_Cymmer, Jesu fi fel'r ydwyf_) antedates the advice of Dr. Malan to Charlotte Elliott, "Come just as you are"-- Take me as I am, O Saviour, Better I can never be; Thou alone canst bring me nearer, Self but draws me far from Thee. I can never But within Thy wounds be saved; --and another (_Mi dafla maich oddi ar fy ngway_) reminds us of Bunyan's Pilgrim in sight of the Cross: