“Being confident of this very thing,” Philip i. 6.

“O! Arglwydd Dduw rhagluniaeth,”

O God of Providence
And consolation,
Thou, Whose omnipotence
Controls creation,
Enable me to stand
In tribulation
Awaiting at Thine Hand
Emancipation.

Assist my soul to see
What angels try to trace,—
The Gospel Harmony,—
Love, Fellowship and Grace,—
Godhead and Manhood met,
Mysteriously One,
In Him who paid my debt,—
Thy Well-beloved Son.

My sinful soul arise,
Shake off thy lethargy,
Awake and realise
The Ransom wrought for thee.
Trust His Divinity
That could so sympathise,
And His Humanity
Which was The Sacrifice.

Though hurricanes may blow
And billows overwhelm
My battered bark, I know
That Thou art at the helm,
My Saviour and My God!
I therefore need not fear
The swelling of the flood
Of sin with Thee so near.