Ann Griffiths

“ Faith shall vanish into vision
Verified, and hope shall be
Satisfied in the fruition
Of unfailing charity.
Forward! Homeward! way-worn pilgrim!
That predicted morn is near,
When The once afflicted Saviour
Crowned with glory shall appear.
Round Him, as a golden girdle
Shining, is His Faithfulness
Offering the vilest sinner
Pardon, Peace and Holiness.
HYMN V.
“The Blood of Jesus His Son cleanseth from all sin.” 1 S. John i. 7. ”

“ 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,
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“ Sin of self-sufficiency.
p. 17When I bow before Thy table,
Brighten Thou my sight to see
In Thy Rite The Veritable
Lamb of God Who died for me.
HYMN XV.
“He is altogether lovely.” The Song of Songs, v. 16.
“Wele’n sefyll rhwng y myrtwydd”
Manifest among the myrtles
Stands The Saviour of mankind,
Though as yet a mist encircles
Us, and we be weak and blind.
Speed the dawning of the morning
When the mist shall melt away! ”