Holy Wonder.
Rhyfedd na buaswn 'nawr

7,4,7,4,7,4,7,4

Strange that I am not cut down

Without mercy,

To endure thy righteous frown,

Beyond pity!

That on earth I still survive

I will praise Thee --

To thy praise and glory live,

Who hath spared me.

Strange Thou shouldst have looked on me --

Worthless, guilty:

Who can count my debt to Thee,

Lord, most holy?

If I reach thy heavenly seat,

Songs unceasing

Shall my raptured tongue repeat --

Thee adoring.

xviii the unseen
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