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Who cometh from Edom with might,
Far brighter than day at its dawn?
He routed and conquered his foes,
And trampled the giants alone;
His garments were dyed with their blood,
His sword and his arrows stood strong,
His beauty did fill the whole land,
While travelling in greatness along.
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He who darts the winged light'ning,
Walks upon the foaming wave;
Send forth arrows of conviction,
Here exert thy power to save;
Burst the bars of Satan's prison,
Snatch the firebrand from the flame,
Fill the doubting with assurance,
Teach the dumb to sing thy name.
* * * * *
The clouds, O Lord, do scatter,
Between me and thy face;
Reveal to me the glory
Of thy redeeming grace;
Speak thou in words of mercy,
While in distress I call;
And let me taste forgiveness,
Through Christ, my all-in-all.
THE FARMER'S PRAYER.
BY REV. REES PRICHARD, M.A.
TRANSLATED BY THE REV. WILLIAM EVANS.
[Any collection of Welsh poetry that does not contain a portion of the
poems of the "Good Vicar Prichard of Llandovery" would be incomplete.
This excellent man was born at Llandovery, in Carmarthenshire, in the
year 1579, and died there in 1644.
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